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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... THOU SHOULDST DIE • X. " I CANNOT THINK THAT 29 117 21 21 THOU SHOULDST PASS AWAY 21 XI . " THERE NEVER YET WAS FLOWER FAIR IN VAIN 22 22 19 21 · • XII . SUB PONDERE CRESCIT 22 XIII . " BELOVED , IN THE NOISY CITY HERE 99 • XIV . ON ...
... THOU SHOULDST DIE • X. " I CANNOT THINK THAT 29 117 21 21 THOU SHOULDST PASS AWAY 21 XI . " THERE NEVER YET WAS FLOWER FAIR IN VAIN 22 22 19 21 · • XII . SUB PONDERE CRESCIT 22 XIII . " BELOVED , IN THE NOISY CITY HERE 99 • XIV . ON ...
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... Thou seekest quiet , thou art weary , Wandering thou 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 ...
... Thou seekest quiet , thou art weary , Wandering thou 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 ...
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... thou harbor peacefully , Here mayst thou rest from the aching oar ; Turn thy curved prow ashore , And in our green isle rest forevermore ! Forevermore ! " And Echo half wakes in the wooded hill , And , to her heart so calm and deep ...
... thou harbor peacefully , Here mayst thou rest from the aching oar ; Turn thy curved prow ashore , And in our green isle rest forevermore ! Forevermore ! " And Echo half wakes in the wooded hill , And , to her heart so calm and deep ...
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... thou must count its petals well , Because it is a gift from me ; And the last one of all shall tell Something I've often told to thee . But here at home , where we were born , Thou wilt find blossoms just as true , Down - bending every ...
... thou must count its petals well , Because it is a gift from me ; And the last one of all shall tell Something I've often told to thee . But here at home , where we were born , Thou wilt find blossoms just as true , Down - bending every ...
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... Thou hast had in bygone years , Through thy lips comes stealing , stealing , Clear and low ; All thy smiles and all thy tears In thy voice awaken , And sweetness , wove of joy and woe , From their teaching it hath taken : Feeling and ...
... Thou hast had in bygone years , Through thy lips comes stealing , stealing , Clear and low ; All thy smiles and all thy tears In thy voice awaken , And sweetness , wove of joy and woe , From their teaching it hath taken : Feeling and ...
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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...