Heartsease And Rue: Friendship (James Russell Lowell Poems)
I.AGASSIZ Come Dicesti _egli ebbe?_ non viv' egli ancora? Non fiere gli occhi suoi lo dolce lome?IThe electric nerve, whose ...
I.AGASSIZ Come Dicesti _egli ebbe?_ non viv' egli ancora? Non fiere gli occhi suoi lo dolce lome?IThe electric nerve, whose ...
Poem Read At Cambridge On The Hundredth Anniversary Of Washington's Taking Command Of The American ArmyIWords pass as wind, but ...
Entranced I saw a vision in the cloudThat loitered dreaming in yon sunset sky,Full of fair shapes, half creatures of ...
I am a man of forty, sirs, a native of East Haddam,And have some reason to surmise that I descend ...
IMy day began not till the twilight fell,And, lo, in ether from heaven's sweetest well,The New Moon swam divinely isolateIn ...
IWho cometh over the hills,Her garments with morning sweet,The dance of a thousand rillsMaking music before her feet?Her presence freshens ...
SOT TO A NUSRY RHYME'Here we stan' on the Constitution, by thunder! It's a fact o' wich ther's bushils o' proofs;Fer ...
At Carnac in Brittany, close on the bay,They show you a church, or rather the grayRibs of a dead one, ...
Praisest Law, friend? We, too, love it much as they that love it best;'Tis the deep, august foundation, whereon Peace ...
Sisters two, all praise to you,With your faces pinched and blue;To the poor man you've been true From of old:You can ...
Dear Wendell, why need count the years Since first your genius made me thrill,If what moved then to smiles or tears, Or ...
II christened you in happier days, beforeThese gray forebodings on my brow were seen;You are still lovely in your new-leaved ...
WHO HAD SENT ME A SEVEN-POUND TROUTFit for an Abbot of Theleme, For the whole Cardinals' College, orThe Pope himself to ...
There came a youth upon the earth,Some thousand years ago,Whose slender hands were nothing worth,Whether to plow, to reap, or ...
One feast, of holy days the crest, I, though no Churchman, love to keep,All-Saints,--the unknown good that rest In God's still memory ...
I could not bear to see those eyesOn all with wasteful largess shine,And that delight of welcome riseLike sunshine strained ...
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