The Poetical Works of James Russell Lowell, Tema 514Macmillan and Company, 1873 - 453 páginas |
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... feel the touch of that soft palm , That ever seemed a new surprise Sending glad thoughts up to her eyes To bless him with their holy calm , Sweet thoughts ! they made her eyes as sweet . How quiet are the hands - That wove those ...
... feel the touch of that soft palm , That ever seemed a new surprise Sending glad thoughts up to her eyes To bless him with their holy calm , Sweet thoughts ! they made her eyes as sweet . How quiet are the hands - That wove those ...
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... feel , No grating on his vessel's keel ; A strip of silver sand Mingled the waters with the land Where he was seen no more : O stern word - Nevermore ! Full short his journey was ; no dust Of earth unto his sandals clave ; The weary ...
... feel , No grating on his vessel's keel ; A strip of silver sand Mingled the waters with the land Where he was seen no more : O stern word - Nevermore ! Full short his journey was ; no dust Of earth unto his sandals clave ; The weary ...
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James Russell Lowell. Only the sliding of the wave Beneath the plank , and feel so near A cold and lonely grave , A restless grave , where thou shalt lie Even in death unquietly ? Look down beneath thy wave - worn bark , Lean over the ...
James Russell Lowell. Only the sliding of the wave Beneath the plank , and feel so near A cold and lonely grave , A restless grave , where thou shalt lie Even in death unquietly ? Look down beneath thy wave - worn bark , Lean over the ...
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... feel- ing As when I read in God's own holy book . A graciousness in giving that doth make The small'st gift greatest ... feeling so to live As to make earth next heaven ; and her heart Herein doth show its most exceeding worth , That ...
... feel- ing As when I read in God's own holy book . A graciousness in giving that doth make The small'st gift greatest ... feeling so to live As to make earth next heaven ; and her heart Herein doth show its most exceeding worth , That ...
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... feel the wondrous meaning of to- day ; He had a deeper faith in holy sorrow Than the world's seeming loss could take away . To know the heart of all things was his duty , All things did sing to him to make him wise , And , with a ...
... feel the wondrous meaning of to- day ; He had a deeper faith in holy sorrow Than the world's seeming loss could take away . To know the heart of all things was his duty , All things did sing to him to make him wise , And , with a ...
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Página 111 - 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...
Página 102 - 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.
Página 60 - 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.
Página 77 - 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.
Página 111 - 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...
Página 152 - 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...
Página 112 - 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...
Página 111 - 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...
Página 245 - 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'.
Página 152 - ... 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...