The Poetical Works of James Russel LowellJ. R. Osgood, 1877 - 406 páginas |
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... wun't fall to pickin ' All the carkiss from your bones , Coz you helped to give a lickin ' To them poor half - Spanish drones ? Jest go home an ' ask our Nancy Wether I'd be sech a goose Ez to jine ye , guess you ' d fancy The etarnal ...
... wun't fall to pickin ' All the carkiss from your bones , Coz you helped to give a lickin ' To them poor half - Spanish drones ? Jest go home an ' ask our Nancy Wether I'd be sech a goose Ez to jine ye , guess you ' d fancy The etarnal ...
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... wun't go help the Devil Makin ' man the eus o ' man ; Call me coward , call me traiter , Jest ez suits your mean idees , - Here I stand a tyrant - hater , An ' the friend o ' God an ' Peace ! " Ef I'd my way I hed ruther We should go to ...
... wun't go help the Devil Makin ' man the eus o ' man ; Call me coward , call me traiter , Jest ez suits your mean idees , - Here I stand a tyrant - hater , An ' the friend o ' God an ' Peace ! " Ef I'd my way I hed ruther We should go to ...
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... wun't du , you landerab there , I tell ye to le ' go my toe ! My gracious ! it's a scorpion thet ' s took a shine to play with ' t , I darsn't skeer the tarnal thing fer fear he'd run away with ' t . ) Afore I come away from hum I hed a ...
... wun't du , you landerab there , I tell ye to le ' go my toe ! My gracious ! it's a scorpion thet ' s took a shine to play with ' t , I darsn't skeer the tarnal thing fer fear he'd run away with ' t . ) Afore I come away from hum I hed a ...
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... people , left for the first time to govern themselves , re- membering that wise sentence of Eschylus , ̓Απας δὲ τραχὺς ὅστις ἂν νέον κρατῇ . H. W. Wun't much longer be classed with the birds thet air THE BIGLOW PAPERS . 183.
... people , left for the first time to govern themselves , re- membering that wise sentence of Eschylus , ̓Απας δὲ τραχὺς ὅστις ἂν νέον κρατῇ . H. W. Wun't much longer be classed with the birds thet air THE BIGLOW PAPERS . 183.
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... wun't never larn ; Arter you want their room , no more ' n they dunno how to go , bullet - headed beau ; a Ther''s ollers chaps a - hangin ' roun ' thet can't see peatime ' s past , Mis'ble as roosters in a rain , heads down an ' tails ...
... wun't never larn ; Arter you want their room , no more ' n they dunno how to go , bullet - headed beau ; a Ther''s ollers chaps a - hangin ' roun ' thet can't see peatime ' s past , Mis'ble as roosters in a rain , heads down an ' tails ...
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Términos y frases comunes
afore agin ain't aint airth Appledore arter beauty bein Ben Jonson Biglow bobolink brain Clotho dark deep divine doth Doughface dream earth England eyes faith fancy feel feller folks fust give gret hand hath hear heart heaven heerd hope idee Jaalam John John Bull ketch kind larn leaves letters live look mind mused nater nature neath never nigger night nothin o'er ollers once poet poor preterite rhyme round Sawin sech seemed sence silent sing Sir Launfal slavery song soul spiles spirit sunshine sure sweet tell thee there's thet thet's thine things thou thought thout thru tion tree truth turn twixt verse warn't Wilbur wind word wun't wuth Yankee
Pasajes populares
Página 68 - 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 106 - 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 106 - 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; And if the breeze kept the good news back, For other couriers we should not lack; We could guess it all by yon heifer's lowing,— And hark! how clear bold chanticleer, Warmed with the new wine of the year, Tells all in his lusty crowing!
Página 68 - 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 107 - 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 106 - Long, sparkling aisles of steel-stemmed trees Bending to counterfeit a breeze; Sometimes the roof no fretwork knew But silvery mosses that downward grew; Sometimes it was carved in sharp relief With quaint arabesques...
Página 68 - ... 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, And the choice goes by forever 'twixt that darkness and that light. Hast...
Página 227 - An' she looked full ez rosy agin Ez the apples she was peelin'. 'Twas kin' o' kingdom-come to look On sech a blessed cretur, A dogrose blushin' to a brook Ain't modester nor sweeter. He was six foot o' man, A 1, Clear grit an' human natur' ; None couldn't quicker pitch a ton Nor dror a furrer straighter.
Página 106 - The little birds sang as if it were The one day of summer in all the year; And the very leaves seemed to sing on the trees; The castle alone in the landscape lay Like an outpost of winter, dull and gray...
Página 146 - 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...