The Poetical Works of James Russell Lowell, Издање 514Macmillan and Company, 1873 - 453 страница |
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... Dream - Fantasy A Familiar Epistle to a Friend An Ember Picture To H. W. L. The Nightingale in the Study In the Twilight The Foot - path Poems of the War . The Washers of the Shroud Two Scenes from the Life of Blondel Memoriæ Positum On ...
... Dream - Fantasy A Familiar Epistle to a Friend An Ember Picture To H. W. L. The Nightingale in the Study In the Twilight The Foot - path Poems of the War . The Washers of the Shroud Two Scenes from the Life of Blondel Memoriæ Positum On ...
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... dream ; The wind scarce shaketh down the dew , The green grass floweth like a stream Into the ocean's blue ; Listen ! O , listen ! Here is a gush of many streams , A song of many birds , And every wish and longing seems Lulled to a ...
... dream ; The wind scarce shaketh down the dew , The green grass floweth like a stream Into the ocean's blue ; Listen ! O , listen ! Here is a gush of many streams , A song of many birds , And every wish and longing seems Lulled to a ...
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... dream of bliss in store . Thou canst not see a shade in life ; With sunward instinct thou dost rise , And , leaving clouds below at strife , Gazest undazzled at the skies , With all their blazing splendors rife , A songful lark with ...
... dream of bliss in store . Thou canst not see a shade in life ; With sunward instinct thou dost rise , And , leaving clouds below at strife , Gazest undazzled at the skies , With all their blazing splendors rife , A songful lark with ...
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... dream was Mar garet , - Such dream as in a poet's soul might start , Musing of old loves while the moon doth set : Her hair was not more sunny than her heart , Though like a natural golden coronet It circled her dear head with careless ...
... dream was Mar garet , - Such dream as in a poet's soul might start , Musing of old loves while the moon doth set : Her hair was not more sunny than her heart , Though like a natural golden coronet It circled her dear head with careless ...
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... dream of lovelorn looks , And stir a thrilling mystery in her blood More trembly secret than Aurora's tear Shed in the bosom of an eglatere ? IX . Full many a sweet forewarning hath the mind , Full many a whispering of vague de- sire ...
... dream of lovelorn looks , And stir a thrilling mystery in her blood More trembly secret than Aurora's tear Shed in the bosom of an eglatere ? IX . Full many a sweet forewarning hath the mind , Full many a whispering of vague de- sire ...
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Страница 107 - 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...
Страница 98 - BE NOBLE ! and the nobleness that lies In other men, sleeping, but never dead, Will rise in majesty to meet thine own ; Then wilt thou see it gleam in many eyes, Then will pure light around thy path be shed, And thou wilt nevermore be sad and lone.
Страница 56 - 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.
Страница 73 - Tis the Spring's largess, which she scatters now To rich and poor alike, with lavish hand, Though most hearts never understand To take it at God's value, but pass by The offered wealth with unrewarded eye.
Страница 107 - Earth gets its price for what Earth gives us; The beggar is taxed for a corner to die in, The priest hath his fee who comes and shrives us, We bargain for the graves we lie in ; At the devil's booth are all things sold, Each ounce of dross costs its ounce of gold...
Страница 148 - There is Lowell, who's striving Parnassus to climb With a whole bale of isms tied together with rhyme, He might get on alone, spite of brambles and boulders, But he can't with that bundle he has on his shoulders, The top of the hill he will ne'er come nigh reaching Till he learns the distinction 'twixt singing and preaching...
Страница 108 - 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...
Страница 107 - 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...
Страница 241 - An' there sot Huldy all alone, 'ith no one nigh to hender. 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'.
Страница 148 - ... with rhyme, He might get on alone, spite of brambles and boulders, But he can't with that bundle he has on his shoulders, The top of the hill he will ne'er come nigh reaching Till he learns the distinction 'twixt singing and preaching ; His lyre has some chords that would ring pretty well, But...