The Poetical Works of James Russell LowellHoughton, Osgood, 1879 - 422 pages |
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... Mind What Rabbi Jehosha said All - Saints . . A Winter - Evening Hymn to my Fire . Fancy's Casuistry To Mr. John Bartlett Ode to Happiness Villa Franca . The Miner . Gold Egg : A Dream - Fantasy 269 275 279 282 285 287 296 299 311 322 ...
... Mind What Rabbi Jehosha said All - Saints . . A Winter - Evening Hymn to my Fire . Fancy's Casuistry To Mr. John Bartlett Ode to Happiness Villa Franca . The Miner . Gold Egg : A Dream - Fantasy 269 275 279 282 285 287 296 299 311 322 ...
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... Mind ; And all , that God is open - eyed and just , The happy centre and calm heart of all . Are , then , our woods , our mountains , and our streams , Needful to teach our poets how to sing ? O maiden rare , far other thoughts were ...
... Mind ; And all , that God is open - eyed and just , The happy centre and calm heart of all . Are , then , our woods , our mountains , and our streams , Needful to teach our poets how to sing ? O maiden rare , far other thoughts were ...
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... mind , Some relic , which , long pondered o'er , Hints faintly at a life before . AN INCIDENT IN A RAILROAD CAR . He spoke of Burns : men rude and rough Pressed round to hear the praise of one Whose heart was made of manly , simple ...
... mind , Some relic , which , long pondered o'er , Hints faintly at a life before . AN INCIDENT IN A RAILROAD CAR . He spoke of Burns : men rude and rough Pressed round to hear the praise of one Whose heart was made of manly , simple ...
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... mind , nor gives the realm of Truth Into the selfish rule of one sole race : Therefore each form of worship that hath swayed The life of man , and given it to grasp The master - key of knowledge , rever- ence , Infolds some germs of ...
... mind , nor gives the realm of Truth Into the selfish rule of one sole race : Therefore each form of worship that hath swayed The life of man , and given it to grasp The master - key of knowledge , rever- ence , Infolds some germs of ...
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... mind , Yet so remained that one could plainly guess The hushed volcano smouldering under- neath . He spoke the other , hearing , kept his gaze Still fixed , as on some problem in the sky . " O CROMWELL , we are fallen on evil times ...
... mind , Yet so remained that one could plainly guess The hushed volcano smouldering under- neath . He spoke the other , hearing , kept his gaze Still fixed , as on some problem in the sky . " O CROMWELL , we are fallen on evil times ...
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Page 380 - Great captains, with their guns and drums, Disturb our judgment for the hour, But at last silence comes; These all' are gone, and, standing like a tower, Our children shall behold his fame. The kindly-earnest, brave, foreseeing man, Sagacious, patient, dreading praise, not blame, New birth of our new soil, the first American.
Page 106 - Tis the natural way of living: Who knows whither the clouds have fled? In the unscarred heaven they leave no wake; And the eyes forget the tears they have shed, The heart forgets its sorrow and ache...
Page 105 - To be some happy creature's palace ; The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer it receives ; His mate feels the eggs beneath her wings, And the heart in her dumb breast flutters and sings; He sings to the wide world, and she to her nest, — In the nice ear of Nature which song is the best...
Page 105 - And what is so rare as a day in June ? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays : Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten ; Every clod feels a stir of might. An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
Page 64 - WHEN a deed is done for Freedom, through the broad earth's aching breast Runs a thrill of joy prophetic, trembling on from east to west, And the slave, where'er he cowers, feels the soul within him climb To the awful verge of manhood, as the energy sublime Of a century bursts full-blossomed on the thorny stem of Time.
Page 79 - He's true to God who's true to man ; wherever wrong is done, To the humblest and the weakest, neath the allbeholding sun, That wrong is also done to us ; and they are slaves most base, Whose love of right is for themselves, and not for all their race.
Page 380 - Nature, they say, doth dote, And cannot make a man Save on some worn-out plan, Repeating us by rote: For him her Old-World moulds aside she threw, And, choosing sweet clay from the breast Of the unexhausted West, With stuff untainted shaped a hero new, Wise, steadfast in the strength of God, and true.
Page 221 - Mebby to mean yes an' say no Comes nateral to women. He stood a spell on one foot fust, Then stood a spell on t' other, An' on which one he felt the wust He could n't ha' told ye nuther. Says he, "I'd better call agin"; Says she, "Think likely, Mister"; Thet last word pricked him like a pin, An' . . . Wai, he up an
Page 330 - 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.
Page 79 - DEAR common flower, that grow'st beside the way, Fringing the dusty road with harmless gold, First pledge of blithesome May, Which children pluck, and, full of pride, uphold, High-hearted buccaneers, o'erjoyed that they An Eldorado in the grass have found, Which not the rich earth's ample round May match in wealth, thou art more dear to me Than all the prouder summer-blooms may be.