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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... sense of dignity . " In an earlier letter he wrote : " Here I am in my garret . I slept here when I was a little curly - headed boy , and used to see visions between me and the ceiling , and dream the so often recurring dream of having ...
... sense of dignity . " In an earlier letter he wrote : " Here I am in my garret . I slept here when I was a little curly - headed boy , and used to see visions between me and the ceiling , and dream the so often recurring dream of having ...
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... sense of one's self which in weaker natures hardens into a mordant self - consciousness . Now and then he turns upon himself in a sort of mingled pride and shame , as if at once aware of his power and angry that he has it not wholly at ...
... sense of one's self which in weaker natures hardens into a mordant self - consciousness . Now and then he turns upon himself in a sort of mingled pride and shame , as if at once aware of his power and angry that he has it not wholly at ...
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... sense most meek Of worthiness , that doth not fear to take From others , but which always fears to speak Its thanks in utterance , for the giver's sake ; The deep religion of a thankful heart , Which rests instinctively in Heaven's ...
... sense most meek Of worthiness , that doth not fear to take From others , but which always fears to speak Its thanks in utterance , for the giver's sake ; The deep religion of a thankful heart , Which rests instinctively in Heaven's ...
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... sense of inward nobleness ; A love that in its object findeth not All grace and beauty , and enough to sate Its thirst of blessing , but , in all of good Found there , sees but the Heaven - implanted types Of good and beauty in the soul ...
... sense of inward nobleness ; A love that in its object findeth not All grace and beauty , and enough to sate Its thirst of blessing , but , in all of good Found there , sees but the Heaven - implanted types Of good and beauty in the soul ...
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... sense Of what in Woman is to reverence ; Thy clear heart , fresh as e'er was forest- flower , Still opens more to me its beauteous dower ; - But let praise hush , Love asks no evidence To prove itself well - placed ; we know not whence ...
... sense Of what in Woman is to reverence ; Thy clear heart , fresh as e'er was forest- flower , Still opens more to me its beauteous dower ; - But let praise hush , Love asks no evidence To prove itself well - placed ; we know not whence ...
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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...