Poems of James Russell Lowell: Containing The Vision of Sir Launfal, A Fable for Critics, The Biglow Papers, Under the Willows, and Other PoemsOxford University Press, 1917 - 630 страница |
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... brain ; I would have fled , But dared not leave thee , Rosaline ! The sun rolled down , and very soon , Like a great fire , the awful moon Rose , stained with blood , and then a swoon Crept chilly o'er me , Rosaline ! The stars came out ...
... brain ; I would have fled , But dared not leave thee , Rosaline ! The sun rolled down , and very soon , Like a great fire , the awful moon Rose , stained with blood , and then a swoon Crept chilly o'er me , Rosaline ! The stars came out ...
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... brain . XXV Such power hath beauty and frank innocence : A flower bloomed forth , that sunshine glad to bless , Even from his love's long leafless stem ; the sense Of exile from Hope's happy realm grew less , And thoughts of childish ...
... brain . XXV Such power hath beauty and frank innocence : A flower bloomed forth , that sunshine glad to bless , Even from his love's long leafless stem ; the sense Of exile from Hope's happy realm grew less , And thoughts of childish ...
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... brain like ice ; A skeleton hand seemed clutching at my heart , And a sharp chill , as if a dank night fog Suddenly closed me in , was all I felt : And then , methought , I heard a freezing sigh , A long , deep , shivering sigh , as ...
... brain like ice ; A skeleton hand seemed clutching at my heart , And a sharp chill , as if a dank night fog Suddenly closed me in , was all I felt : And then , methought , I heard a freezing sigh , A long , deep , shivering sigh , as ...
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... brain the feeling deep That struggled on the many's tongue Swells to a tide of thought , whose surges leap O'er the weak thrones of wrong . All thought begins in feeling , -wid In the great mass its base is hid , And , narrowing up to ...
... brain the feeling deep That struggled on the many's tongue Swells to a tide of thought , whose surges leap O'er the weak thrones of wrong . All thought begins in feeling , -wid In the great mass its base is hid , And , narrowing up to ...
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... eminent domain ; From factory tall to woodman's axe , All things on earth must pay their tax , To feed his hungry heart and brain , be Alone with the consoler , Death ; Far sadder 88 MISCELLANEOUS POEMS The Landlord To John G Palfrey 14.
... eminent domain ; From factory tall to woodman's axe , All things on earth must pay their tax , To feed his hungry heart and brain , be Alone with the consoler , Death ; Far sadder 88 MISCELLANEOUS POEMS The Landlord To John G Palfrey 14.
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Страница 79 - They are slaves who fear to speak For the fallen and the weak, They are slaves who will not choose Hatred, scoffing, and abuse, Rather than in silence shrink From the truth they needs must think; They are slaves who dare not be In the right with two or three.
Страница 27 - 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 194 - 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...
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Страница 292 - em, danced 'em, druv 'em, Fust this one, an' then thet, by spells— All is, he couldn't love 'em. But long o' her his veins 'ould run All crinkly like curled maple, The side she breshed felt full o' sun Ez a south slope in Ap'il.
Страница 154 - Launfal's gray hair it makes a harp, And rattles and wrings The icy strings, Singing, in dreary monotone, A Christmas carol of its own, Whose burden still, as he might guess, Was— "Shelterless, shelterless, shelterless!" The voice of the seneschal flared like a torch As he shouted the wanderer away from the porch, And he sat in the gateway and saw all night The great hall-fire, so cheery and bold, Through the window-slits of the castle old, Build out its piers of ruddy light Against the drift of...
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Страница 423 - Then, with eyes that saw not, I kissed her; And she, kissing back, could not know That my kiss was given to her sister, Folded close under deepening snow.
Страница 204 - 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.
Страница 423 - Again I looked at the snow-fall, And thought of the leaden sky That arched o'er our first great sorrow, When that mound was heaped so high.