The Complete Poetical Works of James Russell LowellHoughton, Mifflin, 1896 - 492 oldal The present Cambridge Edition of Mr. Lowell's poems contains, substantially in the order established by the author, the poems included by him not long before his death in the definitive Riverside Edition of his writings, and in addition the small group contained in the Last Poems, collected by his literary executor, Mr. Charles Eliot Norton. - Publisher's note. |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 94 találatból.
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... heart By that dear talisman , a mother's name , Sleeps all forgetful of its art ! I loved to see the infant soul ( How mighty in the weakness Of its untutored meekness ! ) Peep timidly from out its nest , His lips , the while ...
... heart By that dear talisman , a mother's name , Sleeps all forgetful of its art ! I loved to see the infant soul ( How mighty in the weakness Of its untutored meekness ! ) Peep timidly from out its nest , His lips , the while ...
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... heart wide room for all that be , - Her heart that hath no secrets of its own , But open is as eglantine full blown . Cloudless forever is her brow serene , Speaking calm hope and trust within her , whence Welleth a noiseless spring of ...
... heart wide room for all that be , - Her heart that hath no secrets of its own , But open is as eglantine full blown . Cloudless forever is her brow serene , Speaking calm hope and trust within her , whence Welleth a noiseless spring of ...
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... heart of silence throbs in thine ear , In thy chamber thou sittest alone , Alone , alone , ah woe ! alone ! The world is happy , the world is wide , Kind hearts are beating on every side ; Ah , why should we lie so coldly curled Alone ...
... heart of silence throbs in thine ear , In thy chamber thou sittest alone , Alone , alone , ah woe ! alone ! The world is happy , the world is wide , Kind hearts are beating on every side ; Ah , why should we lie so coldly curled Alone ...
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... heart is ever near . Great feelings hath she of her own , Which lesser souls may never know ; God giveth them to her alone , And sweet they are as any tone Wherewith the wind may choose to blow . Yet in herself she dwelleth not ...
... heart is ever near . Great feelings hath she of her own , Which lesser souls may never know ; God giveth them to her alone , And sweet they are as any tone Wherewith the wind may choose to blow . Yet in herself she dwelleth not ...
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... heart of the tempest beat . Look ! look ! that livid flash ! And instantly follows the rattling thunder , As if some cloud - crag , split asunder , Fell , splintering with a ruinous crash , On the Earth , which crouches in silence under ...
... heart of the tempest beat . Look ! look ! that livid flash ! And instantly follows the rattling thunder , As if some cloud - crag , split asunder , Fell , splintering with a ruinous crash , On the Earth , which crouches in silence under ...
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68. oldal - Then to side with Truth is noble when we share her wretched crust, Ere her cause bring fame and profit, and 'tis prosperous to be just; Then it is the brave man chooses, while the coward stands aside, Doubting in his abject spirit, till his Lord is crucified, And the multitude make virtue of the faith they had denied.
67. oldal - Truth forever on the scaffold, Wrong forever on the throne,— Yet that scaffold sways the future, and, behind the dim unknown, Standeth God within the shadow, keeping watch above his own.
67. oldal - Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide, In the strife of Truth with Falsehood, for the good or evil side; Some great cause, God's new Messiah, offering each the bloom or blight, Parts the goats upon the left hand, and the sheep upon the right.1 And the choice goes by forever 'twixt that darkness and that light.
106. oldal - Not only around our infancy Doth heaven with all its splendors lie ; Daily, with souls that cringe and plot, We Sinais climb and know it not. Over our manhood bend the skies ; Against our fallen and traitor lives The great winds utter prophecies ; With our faint hearts the mountain strives, Its arms outstretched, the druid wood Waits with its benedicite; And to our age's drowsy blood Still shouts the inspiring sea.
219. oldal - A fireplace filled the room's one side With half a cord o' wood in — There warn't no stoves (tell comfort died) To bake ye to a puddin'. The wa'nut logs shot sparkles out Towards the pootiest, bless her, An' leetle flames danced all about The chiny on the dresser.
347. oldal - Be proud! for she is saved, and all have helped to save her! She that lifts up the manhood of the poor, She of the open soul and open door, With room about her hearth for all mankind!
220. oldal - An' yit she gin her cheer a jerk Ez though she wished him furder, An' on her apples kep' to work, Parin
111. oldal - This water his blood that died on the tree; The Holy Supper is kept, indeed, In whatso we share with another's need ; Not what we give, but what we share, For the gift without the giver is bare ; Who gives himself with his alms feeds three, Himself, his hungering neighbor, and me.
295. oldal - Greatly begin ! though thou have time But for a line, be that sublime, — Not failure, but low aim, is crime.
107. oldal - Tis enough for us now that the leaves are green; We sit in the warm shade and feel right well How the sap creeps up and the blossoms swell; We may shut our eyes, but we cannot help knowing That skies are clear and grass is growing...