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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iii. oldal
... head - notes are occupied mainly with the history of the several poems ; criticism has been given only when the author himself was the critic . The Publishers and Editor desire to make acknowledgment to Mr. Norton , the editor , and ...
... head - notes are occupied mainly with the history of the several poems ; criticism has been given only when the author himself was the critic . The Publishers and Editor desire to make acknowledgment to Mr. Norton , the editor , and ...
x. oldal
... head under the pillow , and then not be able to shut out the shapeless monsters that thronged around me , minted in my brain . . . . In winter my view is a wide one , taking in a part of Boston . I can see one long curve of the Charles ...
... head under the pillow , and then not be able to shut out the shapeless monsters that thronged around me , minted in my brain . . . . In winter my view is a wide one , taking in a part of Boston . I can see one long curve of the Charles ...
xiv. oldal
... pretty well , But he ' d rather by half make a drum of the shell , And rattle away till he ' s old as Methusalem , At the head of a march to the last new Jerusalem . This , of course , is but a half serious xiv JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL.
... pretty well , But he ' d rather by half make a drum of the shell , And rattle away till he ' s old as Methusalem , At the head of a march to the last new Jerusalem . This , of course , is but a half serious xiv JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL.
5. oldal
... head , Earth's noblest thing , a Woman perfected . SERENADE FROM the close - shut windows gleams no spark , The night is chilly , the night is dark , The poplars shiver , the pine - trees moan , My hair by the autumn breeze is blown ...
... head , Earth's noblest thing , a Woman perfected . SERENADE FROM the close - shut windows gleams no spark , The night is chilly , the night is dark , The poplars shiver , the pine - trees moan , My hair by the autumn breeze is blown ...
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... head , As on the day we two were wed , Mine eyes scarce knew if thou wert dead , But my shrunk heart knew , Rosaline ! The death - watch ticked behind the wall , The blackness rustled like a pall , The moaning wind did rise and fall ...
... head , As on the day we two were wed , Mine eyes scarce knew if thou wert dead , But my shrunk heart knew , Rosaline ! The death - watch ticked behind the wall , The blackness rustled like a pall , The moaning wind did rise and fall ...
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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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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, And the choice goes by forever 'twixt that darkness and that light.
292. oldal - THE snow had begun in the gloaming, And busily all the night Had been heaping field and highway With a silence deep and white. Every pine and fir and hemlock Wore ermine too dear for an earl, And the poorest twig on the elm-tree Was ridged inch deep with pearl.
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.
111. oldal - 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.
107. oldal - 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; The breeze comes whispering in our ear, That dandelions are blossoming near, That maize has sprouted, that streams are flowing, That the river is bluer than the sky, That the robin is plastering his house hard by...
46. oldal - It may be glorious to write Thoughts that shall glad the two or three High souls, like those far stars that come in sight Once in a century ; — But better far it is to speak One simple word, which now and then Shall waken their free nature in the weak And friendless sons of men ; To write some earnest verse or line, Which, seeking not the praise of art, Shall make a clearer faith and manhood shine In the untutored heart. He who doth this, in verse or prose, May be forgotten in his day, But surely...
11. oldal - THE FOUNTAIN INTO the sunshine, Full of the light, Leaping and flashing From morn till night ; Into the moonlight, Whiter than snow, Waving so flower-like When the winds blow ; Into the starlight Rushing in spray, Happy at midnight, Happy by day ; Ever in motion, Blithesome and cheery, Still climbing heavenward, Never aweary ; Glad of all weathers, Still seeming best, Upward or downward, Motion thy rest ; Full of a nature Nothing can tame, Changed every moment, Ever the same ; Ceaseless aspiring,...
11. oldal - Whiter than snow, Waving so flower-like When the winds blow; Into the starlight Rushing in spray, Happy at midnight, Happy by day ; Ever in motion, Blithesome and cheery, Still climbing heavenward, Never aweary ; Glad of all weathers, Still seeming best, Upward or downward, Motion thy rest; Full of a nature Nothing can tame, Changed every moment, Ever the same ; Ceaseless aspiring, Ceaseless content, Darkness or sunshine Thy element; Glorious fountain, Let my heart be Fresh, changeful, constant,...
188. oldal - He's ben true to one party — an' thet is himself; So John P. Robinson he Sez he shall vote fer Gineral C.
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...