The Poetical Works of James R. Lowell ...Ticknor and Fields, 1866 |
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... facts from the Don , or draw out the Lambish quintessence of John , and feel nothing more than a half - comic sorrow , to think that they all will be lying to - morrow tossed care- lessly up on the waste - paper shelves , and forgotten ...
... facts from the Don , or draw out the Lambish quintessence of John , and feel nothing more than a half - comic sorrow , to think that they all will be lying to - morrow tossed care- lessly up on the waste - paper shelves , and forgotten ...
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... fact you may safely rely on , Of a very old stock a most eminent scion , - A stock all fresh quacks their fierce boluses ply on , Who stretch the new boots Earth's unwilling to try on , Whom humbugs of all shapes and sorts keep their ...
... fact you may safely rely on , Of a very old stock a most eminent scion , - A stock all fresh quacks their fierce boluses ply on , Who stretch the new boots Earth's unwilling to try on , Whom humbugs of all shapes and sorts keep their ...
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... facts , undeniably true , But with him or each other they'd nothing to do ; No power of combining , arranging , discerning , Digested the masses he learned into learning ; There was one thing in life he had practical knowl- edge for ...
... facts , undeniably true , But with him or each other they'd nothing to do ; No power of combining , arranging , discerning , Digested the masses he learned into learning ; There was one thing in life he had practical knowl- edge for ...
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... facts , of your measures and weights , Of your time - he's as fond as an Arab of dates ; - You'll be telling , perhaps , in your comical way , Of something you've seen in the course of the day ; And , just as you're tapering out the ...
... facts , of your measures and weights , Of your time - he's as fond as an Arab of dates ; - You'll be telling , perhaps , in your comical way , Of something you've seen in the course of the day ; And , just as you're tapering out the ...
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... fact to perplex him or bore him , With a snug room at Plato's , when night comes , to walk to , And people from morning till midnight to talk to , And from midnight till morning , nor snore in their listening ; - So he muses , his face ...
... fact to perplex him or bore him , With a snug room at Plato's , when night comes , to walk to , And people from morning till midnight to talk to , And from midnight till morning , nor snore in their listening ; - So he muses , his face ...
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Seite 171 - GUVENER B. is a sensible man; He stays to his home an' looks arter his folks; He draws his furrer ez straight ez he can, An' into nobody's tater-patch pokes; — But John P. Robinson he Sez he wunt vote fer Guvener B. My! aint it terrible? Wut shall we du? We can't never choose him, o...
Seite 60 - T is as if a rough oak that for ages had stood, With his gnarled bony branches like ribs of the wood, Should bloom, after cycles of struggle and scathe, With a single anemone trembly and rathe...
Seite 150 - Freedom's airy Tell they're pupple in the face, — It's a grand gret cemetary Per the barthrights of our race; They jest want this Californy So's to lug new slave-states in To abuse ye, an' to scorn ye, An
Seite 104 - 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.
Seite 171 - An' into nobody's tater-patch pokes : But John P. Robinson he Sez he wunt vote fer Guvener B. My ! ain't it terrible ? Wut shall we du ? We can't never choose him, o' course — thet 's flat ; Guess we shall hev to come round (don't you.
Seite 44 - C. labors to get at the centre, and then Take a reckoning from there of his actions and men ; E. calmly assumes the said centre as granted, And, given himself, has whatever is wanted.
Seite 172 - Polk, you know, he is our country. An' the angel thet writes all our sins in a book Puts the debit to him, an' to us the per contry; An' John P. Robinson he Sez this is his view o
Seite 72 - Why, there is not a bard at this moment alive More willing than he that his fellows should thrive; While you are abusing him thus, even now He would help either one of you out of a slough; You may say that...
Seite 81 - There's Holmes, who is matchless among you for wit ; A Leyden-jar always full-charged, from which flit The electrical tingles of hit after hit ; In long poems...
Seite 105 - He stood a spell on one foot fust, Then stood a spell on t'other, An' on which one he felt the wust He couldn't ha