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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vii. oldal
... WIND - HARP · AUF WIEDERSEHEN PALINODE AFTER THE BURIAL 307 308 AUSTIN DOBSON'S " OLD WORLD IDYLLS " 382 308 To C. F. BRADFORD 383 308 BANKSIDE 383 THE DEAD HOUSE • 309 JOSEPH WINLOCK 384 A MOOD 310 SONNET , TO FANNY ALEXANDER 385 . THE ...
... WIND - HARP · AUF WIEDERSEHEN PALINODE AFTER THE BURIAL 307 308 AUSTIN DOBSON'S " OLD WORLD IDYLLS " 382 308 To C. F. BRADFORD 383 308 BANKSIDE 383 THE DEAD HOUSE • 309 JOSEPH WINLOCK 384 A MOOD 310 SONNET , TO FANNY ALEXANDER 385 . THE ...
2. oldal
... knowest not whither ; - Our little isle is green and breezy , Come and rest thee ! Oh come hither , Come to this peaceful home of ours , Where evermore The low west - wind creeps panting up the shore 2 EARLIER POEMS THE SIRENS.
... knowest not whither ; - Our little isle is green and breezy , Come and rest thee ! Oh come hither , Come to this peaceful home of ours , Where evermore The low west - wind creeps panting up the shore 2 EARLIER POEMS THE SIRENS.
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... wind scarce shaketh down the dew , The green grass floweth like a stream Into the ocean's blue ; Listen ! Oh , listen ! Here is a gush of many streams , A song of many birds , - And every wish and longing seems Lulled to a numbered flow ...
... wind scarce shaketh down the dew , The green grass floweth like a stream Into the ocean's blue ; Listen ! Oh , listen ! Here is a gush of many streams , A song of many birds , - And every wish and longing seems Lulled to a numbered flow ...
6. oldal
... wind may choose to blow . Yet in herself she dwelleth not , Although no home were half so fair ; No simplest duty is forgot , Life hath no dim and lowly spot That doth not in her sunshine share . She doeth little kindnesses , Which most ...
... wind may choose to blow . Yet in herself she dwelleth not , Although no home were half so fair ; No simplest duty is forgot , Life hath no dim and lowly spot That doth not in her sunshine share . She doeth little kindnesses , Which most ...
7. oldal
... wind breathes low ; Slowly the circles widen on the river , Widen and mingle , one and all ; Here and there the slenderer flowers shiver , Struck by an icy rain - drop's fall . Now on the hills I hear the thunder mutter , The wind is ...
... wind breathes low ; Slowly the circles widen on the river , Widen and mingle , one and all ; Here and there the slenderer flowers shiver , Struck by an icy rain - drop's fall . Now on the hills I hear the thunder mutter , The wind is ...
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afore agin ain't aint airth Appledore arter ATLANTIC MONTHLY Auf wiedersehen beauty bein bobolink brain Clotho dark dear deep divine doth dream ears earth eyes faith fancy feel feet feller folks fust give God's gret hand hath hear heart heaven heerd hope idees Jaalam ketch kind larn leaves letter life's light lives look Lowell mind Muse nater nature neath never night nothin o'er ollers once poem poet poor rhyme round Sawin sech seems silent sing Sir Launfal slavery song Sonnet soul spiles spirit sunshine sure sweet tell thee there's thet thet's thine things thou thought thout thru tion tree truth turn twixt verse Vinland warn't Whig Wilbur wind wonder word wun't Yankee
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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...