The Poetical Works of James R. Lowell ...: Complete in Two Volumes, Volumen1Ticknor and Fields, 1863 |
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... Truths are portions of the soul " VII . " I ask not for those thoughts " VIII . To M. W. , on her birthday . IX . " My Love , I have no fear " X. " I cannot think that thou " XI . " There never yet was flower " XII . Sub pondere crescit ...
... Truths are portions of the soul " VII . " I ask not for those thoughts " VIII . To M. W. , on her birthday . IX . " My Love , I have no fear " X. " I cannot think that thou " XI . " There never yet was flower " XII . Sub pondere crescit ...
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... Truth and Beauty as their peer , Showing its worthiness of noble thoughts By a clear 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 ...
... Truth and Beauty as their peer , Showing its worthiness of noble thoughts By a clear 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 ...
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... truth was rife He saw the mysteries which circle under The outward shell and skin of daily life . Nothing to him were fleeting time and fashion , His soul was led by the eternal law ; There was in him no hope of fame , no passion , But ...
... truth was rife He saw the mysteries which circle under The outward shell and skin of daily life . Nothing to him were fleeting time and fashion , His soul was led by the eternal law ; There was in him no hope of fame , no passion , But ...
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... truth of thought , And , with strong arm and purpose firm and steady , An anchor for the drifting world he wrought . So did he make the meanest man partaker Of all his brother - gods unto him gave ; All souls did reverence him and name ...
... truth of thought , And , with strong arm and purpose firm and steady , An anchor for the drifting world he wrought . So did he make the meanest man partaker Of all his brother - gods unto him gave ; All souls did reverence him and name ...
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... Truth , Lay on her altar all the gushings tender , The hope , the fire , the loving faith of youth ! O , prophesy no more the Maker's coming , Say not his on ward footsteps thou canst hear In the dim void , like to the awful humming Of ...
... Truth , Lay on her altar all the gushings tender , The hope , the fire , the loving faith of youth ! O , prophesy no more the Maker's coming , Say not his on ward footsteps thou canst hear In the dim void , like to the awful humming Of ...
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angel heart art thou beauty beneath bless bliss blood blue breast calm Caucasus cloud cold dark dear death deep doth dread dream drops Dryad earth Eurydice evermore eyes face faith fall fear feel flowers forever Freedom glad gleam gloom glow God's golden green grew hair hands happy hath hear heaven hold in fee holy Holy Grail hope hushed KING ADMETUS leap leaves life's light lonely look man's meek mighty mighty heart moon Mordred murmur nature neath never night o'er Ostern peace pine poet's poor poor man's son Rhocus Rosaline round scorn seemed serene shadow shiver silence singing Sir Launfal smile song sorrow soul spirit stars summer sunshine sweet tears thee thine things thou art Thou hast thought thrill thunder toil trembling truth voice wandered waves weary wind wings
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Página 160 - Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide, In the strife of Truth with Falsehood, for the good or evil side...
Página 206 - My childhood's earliest thoughts are linked with thee ; The sight of thee calls back the robin's song, Who, from the dark old tree Beside the door, sang clearly all day long, And I, secure in childish piety, Listened as if I heard an angel sing With news from heaven, which he could bring Fresh every day to my untainted ears When birds and flowers and I were happy peers.
Página 314 - 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 47 - What doth the poor man's son inherit" ? Wishes o'erjoyed with humble things, A rank adjudged by-toil-won merit, Content that from employment springs, A heart that in his labor sings ; A heritage, it seems to me, A king might wish to hold in fee.
Página 96 - Which in the poet's tropic heart bear flowers Whose fragrance fills the earth. Within the hearts of all men lie These promises of wider bliss, Which blossom into hopes that cannot die, In sunny hours like this. All that hath been majestical In life or death, since time began, Is native in the simple heart of all, The angel heart of man.
Página 115 - No man is born into the world, whose work Is not born with him ; there is always work, And tools to work withal, for those who will; And blessed are the horny hands of toil I The busy world shoves angrily aside The man who stands with arms akimbo set.
Página 125 - MEN ! whose boast it is that ye Come of fathers brave and free, If there breathe on earth a slave, Are ye truly free and brave ? If ye do not feel the chain, When it works a brother's pain, Are ye not base slaves indeed, Slaves unworthy to be freed ? Women!
Página 97 - It may be glorious to write Thoughts that shall glad the two or three High souls, like those far stars that come in sight Once in a century ; — But better far it is to speak One simple word, which now and then Shall waken their free nature in the weak And friendless sons of men...
Página 161 - Careless seems the great Avenger; history's pages but record One death-grapple in the darkness 'twixt old systems and the Word; 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 304 - And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries 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...