The Complete Poetical Works of James Russell LowellHoughton, Mifflin, 1896 - 492 páginas The present Cambridge Edition of Mr. Lowell's 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, collected by his literary executor, Mr. Charles Eliot Norton. - Publisher's note. |
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... hears our restful voices ; List how he sings in an undertone , Chiming with our melody ; And all sweet sounds of earth ... hear Only the sliding of the wave Beneath the plank , and feel so near A cold and lonely grave , A restless grave ...
... hears our restful voices ; List how he sings in an undertone , Chiming with our melody ; And all sweet sounds of earth ... hear Only the sliding of the wave Beneath the plank , and feel so near A cold and lonely grave , A restless grave ...
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... hear The slender clarion of the unseen midge ; Out of the stillness , with a gathering creep , Like rising wind in leaves , which now de- creases , Now lulls , now swells , and all the while increases , The huddling trample of a drove ...
... hear The slender clarion of the unseen midge ; Out of the stillness , with a gathering creep , Like rising wind in leaves , which now de- creases , Now lulls , now swells , and all the while increases , The huddling trample of a drove ...
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... hear In the dim void , like to the awful humming Of the great wings of some new - lighted sphere ! Oh , prophesy no more , but be the Poet ! This longing was but granted unto thee That , when all beauty thou couldst feel and know it ...
... hear In the dim void , like to the awful humming Of the great wings of some new - lighted sphere ! Oh , prophesy no more , but be the Poet ! This longing was but granted unto thee That , when all beauty thou couldst feel and know it ...
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... hear a mortal like an angel sing . III Among the toil - worn poor my soul is seek- ing For who shall bring the Maker's name to light , To be the voice of that almighty speaking Which every age demands to do it right . Proprieties our ...
... hear a mortal like an angel sing . III Among the toil - worn poor my soul is seek- ing For who shall bring the Maker's name to light , To be the voice of that almighty speaking Which every age demands to do it right . Proprieties our ...
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... hear dim whispers , And tremulous replies . The fireflies o'er the meadow In pulses come and go ; The elm - trees ... hears the pants Of toiling hinds with brown arms bare , And wearies in his easy - chair ; A heritage , it seems to me ...
... hear dim whispers , And tremulous replies . The fireflies o'er the meadow In pulses come and go ; The elm - trees ... hears the pants Of toiling hinds with brown arms bare , And wearies in his easy - chair ; A heritage , it seems to me ...
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Página 68 - Then to side with Truth is noble when we share her wretched crust, Ere her cause bring fame and profit, and 'tis prosperous to be just; Then it is the brave man chooses, while the coward stands aside, Doubting in his abject spirit, till his Lord is crucified, And the multitude make virtue of the faith they had denied.
Página 67 - Truth forever on the scaffold, Wrong forever on the throne,— Yet that scaffold sways the future, and, behind the dim unknown, Standeth God within the shadow, keeping watch above his own.
Página 67 - 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 106 - Not only around our infancy Doth heaven with all its splendors lie ; Daily, with souls that cringe and plot, We Sinais climb and know it not. Over our manhood bend the skies ; Against our fallen and traitor lives The great winds utter prophecies ; With our faint hearts the mountain strives, Its arms outstretched, the druid wood Waits with its benedicite; And to our age's drowsy blood Still shouts the inspiring sea.
Página 219 - 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'. The wa'nut logs shot sparkles out Towards the pootiest, bless her, An' leetle flames danced all about The chiny on the dresser.
Página 347 - Be proud! for she is saved, and all have helped to save her! She that lifts up the manhood of the poor, She of the open soul and open door, With room about her hearth for all mankind!
Página 220 - An' yit she gin her cheer a jerk Ez though she wished him furder, An' on her apples kep' to work, Parin
Página 111 - This water his blood that died on the tree; The Holy Supper is kept, indeed, In whatso we share with another's need ; Not what we give, but what we share, For the gift without the giver is bare ; Who gives himself with his alms feeds three, Himself, his hungering neighbor, and me.
Página 295 - Greatly begin ! though thou have time But for a line, be that sublime, — Not failure, but low aim, is crime.
Página 107 - Tis enough for us now that the leaves are green; We sit in the warm shade and feel right well 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...