The poetical works of James R. Lowell, Том 2Ticknor and Fields., 1858 |
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... true in him , So that when a man came with a soul that was new in him , Carving new forms of truth out of Nature's old granite , New and old at their birth , like Le Verrier's planet , Which , to get a true judgment , themselves must ...
... true in him , So that when a man came with a soul that was new in him , Carving new forms of truth out of Nature's old granite , New and old at their birth , like Le Verrier's planet , Which , to get a true judgment , themselves must ...
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... true orthodox Christian well knows , Approaches the heart through the door of the toes , - That He , I was saying , whose judgments are stored For such as take steps in despite of his word , Should look with delight on the agonized ...
... true orthodox Christian well knows , Approaches the heart through the door of the toes , - That He , I was saying , whose judgments are stored For such as take steps in despite of his word , Should look with delight on the agonized ...
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... true faith to drink in a sieve , - When it reaches your lips there's naught left to believe But a few silly- ( syllo- , I mean , ) -gisms that squat ' em Like tadpoles , o'erjoyed with the mud at the bot- tom . " There is Willis , so ...
... true faith to drink in a sieve , - When it reaches your lips there's naught left to believe But a few silly- ( syllo- , I mean , ) -gisms that squat ' em Like tadpoles , o'erjoyed with the mud at the bot- tom . " There is Willis , so ...
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... true out - of - doors with its genuine hearty phiz ; It is Nature herself , and there's something in that , Since most brains reflect but the crown of a hat . No volume I know to read under a tree , More truly delicious than his A l ...
... true out - of - doors with its genuine hearty phiz ; It is Nature herself , and there's something in that , Since most brains reflect but the crown of a hat . No volume I know to read under a tree , More truly delicious than his A l ...
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... true soul for field , river , and wood in him ; And his heart , in the midst of brick walls , or where'er it is , Glows , softens , and thrills with the tenderest charities , - To you mortals that delve in this trade - ridden planet ...
... true soul for field , river , and wood in him ; And his heart , in the midst of brick walls , or where'er it is , Glows , softens , and thrills with the tenderest charities , - To you mortals that delve in this trade - ridden planet ...
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