The Complete Poetical Works of James Russell LowellHoughton Mifflin, 1924 - 492 страница The complete works from the 1844 Poems to Heartsease and Rue published in 1888 are critically introduced. |
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... 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 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 ...
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... POEMS . THRENODIA THE SIRENS IRENÉ SERENADE · WITH A PRESSED FLOWER THE BEGGAR MY LOVE SUMMER STORM LOVE TO PERDITA , SINGING THE MOON REMEMBERED MUSIC SONG . TO M. L. ALLEGRA THE FOUNTAIN ODE THE FATHERLAND THE FORLORN MIDNIGHT ...
... POEMS . THRENODIA THE SIRENS IRENÉ SERENADE · WITH A PRESSED FLOWER THE BEGGAR MY LOVE SUMMER STORM LOVE TO PERDITA , SINGING THE MOON REMEMBERED MUSIC SONG . TO M. L. ALLEGRA THE FOUNTAIN ODE THE FATHERLAND THE FORLORN MIDNIGHT ...
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... POEM 158 EXTREME UNCTION 75 ТНЕ ОАК 76 AN ORIENTAL APOLOGUE . · • 161 AMBROSE 77 THE BIGLOW PAPERS . ABOVE AND BELOW 78 THE CAPTIVE THE BIRCH - TREE 78 79 AN INTERVIEW WITH MILES STANDISH 80 ON THE CAPTURE INTRODUCTION OF FUGITIVE ...
... POEM 158 EXTREME UNCTION 75 ТНЕ ОАК 76 AN ORIENTAL APOLOGUE . · • 161 AMBROSE 77 THE BIGLOW PAPERS . ABOVE AND BELOW 78 THE CAPTIVE THE BIRCH - TREE 78 79 AN INTERVIEW WITH MILES STANDISH 80 ON THE CAPTURE INTRODUCTION OF FUGITIVE ...
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... POEMS . GOLD EGG : A DREAM - FANTASY . A FAMILIAR EPISTLE TO A FRIEND AN EMBER PICTURE 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 BLONDEL MEMORIE ...
... POEMS . GOLD EGG : A DREAM - FANTASY . A FAMILIAR EPISTLE TO A FRIEND AN EMBER PICTURE 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 BLONDEL MEMORIE ...
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... POEMS . SONNET , ON BEING ASKED FOR AN AUTOGRAPH IN VENICE 404 How I CONSULTED THE Oracle of THE GOLDFISHES 433 • THE DANCING BEAR 404 TURNER'S OLD TÉMÉRAIRE 436 THE MAPLE 405 ST . MICHAEL THE WEIGHER 436 NIGHTWATCHES · 405 A VALENTINE ...
... POEMS . SONNET , ON BEING ASKED FOR AN AUTOGRAPH IN VENICE 404 How I CONSULTED THE Oracle of THE GOLDFISHES 433 • THE DANCING BEAR 404 TURNER'S OLD TÉMÉRAIRE 436 THE MAPLE 405 ST . MICHAEL THE WEIGHER 436 NIGHTWATCHES · 405 A VALENTINE ...
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Страница 108 - In his gilded mail, that flamed so bright It seemed the dark castle had gathered all Those shafts the fierce sun had shot over its wall In his siege of three hundred summers long...