The Poetical Works of James R. Lowell ...: Complete in Two Volumes, Band 2Ticknor and Fields, 1863 |
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... 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 by all but their half - dozen selves . Once snug in my attic , my fire ...
... 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 by all but their half - dozen selves . Once snug in my attic , my fire ...
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... so ; meanwhile I have brought you a book , Into which if you'll just have the goodness to look , You may feel so delighted , ( when you have got through it , ) As to think it not unworth your while to review 38 A FABLE FOR CRITICS .
... so ; meanwhile I have brought you a book , Into which if you'll just have the goodness to look , You may feel so delighted , ( when you have got through it , ) As to think it not unworth your while to review 38 A FABLE FOR CRITICS .
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... feel an Egyptian devotion to ices . But , deduct all you can , there's enough that's right good in him , He has a true soul for field , river , and wood in him ; And his heart , in the midst of brick walls , or where'er it is , Glows ...
... feel an Egyptian devotion to ices . But , deduct all you can , there's enough that's right good in him , He has a true soul for field , river , and wood in him ; And his heart , in the midst of brick walls , or where'er it is , Glows ...
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... feel very ill at ease ; The men who have given to one character life And objective existence , are not very rife , You may number them all , both prose - writers and singers , Without overrunning the bounds of your fingers , And Natty ...
... feel very ill at ease ; The men who have given to one character life And objective existence , are not very rife , You may number them all , both prose - writers and singers , Without overrunning the bounds of your fingers , And Natty ...
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... feel as in nightmares sometimes , when you slip Down a steep slated roof where there's nothing to grip , You slide and you slide , the blank horror in- creases , You had rather by far be at once smashed to pieces , You fancy a whirlpool ...
... feel as in nightmares sometimes , when you slip Down a steep slated roof where there's nothing to grip , You slide and you slide , the blank horror in- creases , You had rather by far be at once smashed to pieces , You fancy a whirlpool ...
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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 - 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 152 - S jest to make him fill its pus. Want to tackle me in, du ye? I expect you'll hev to wait; Wen cold lead puts daylight thru ye You'll begin to kal'late; S'pose the crows 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...
Seite 184 - I cannot praise a fugitive and cloistered virtue, unexercised and unbreathed, that never sallies out and sees her adversary, but slinks out of the race, where that immortal garland is to be run for not without dust and heat.
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 ; His strength is so tender, his...
Seite 105 - An' yit she gin her cheer a jerk Ez though she wished him furder, An' on her apples kep' to work, Parin
Seite 61 - I'd lay any bet that, without ever quitting Their box, they'd be all, to a man, for acquitting. He has drawn you one character, though, that is new, One wildflower he's plucked that is wet with the dew Of this fresh Western world...
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 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 151 - Trainin' round in bobtail coats, — But it's curus Christian dooty This 'ere cuttin' folks's throats. They may talk o' Freedom's airy Tell they're pupple in the face,^ It's a grand gret cemetary Fer 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