Poems of James Russell Lowell: With Illustrations from Original Paintings and Engravings by Celebrated ArtistsBurt, 1900 - 447 Seiten |
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... heads of author and editor . The work is wretchedly got up ... We should like to know how much British gold was pocketed by this libeller of our country and her purest patriots . From the Oldfogrumville Mentor . We have not had time to ...
... heads of author and editor . The work is wretchedly got up ... We should like to know how much British gold was pocketed by this libeller of our country and her purest patriots . From the Oldfogrumville Mentor . We have not had time to ...
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... head of thine that there was the Possibility of the Infinite in him ? To thee , quite wingless ( and even feath- erless ) biped , has not so much even as a dream of wings ever come ? " Talented young parishioner " ? Among the Arts ...
... head of thine that there was the Possibility of the Infinite in him ? To thee , quite wingless ( and even feath- erless ) biped , has not so much even as a dream of wings ever come ? " Talented young parishioner " ? Among the Arts ...
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... head by this venerable and world - renowned German . We love to see these reciproca- tions of good - feeling between the different branches of the great Anglo - Saxon race . [ The following genuine " notice " having met my eye , I ...
... head by this venerable and world - renowned German . We love to see these reciproca- tions of good - feeling between the different branches of the great Anglo - Saxon race . [ The following genuine " notice " having met my eye , I ...
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... head , or fifty other things , Transformed the helpless Hebrew thrice a week To guttural Pequot or resounding Greek , The vibrant accent skipping here and there , Just as it pleased invention or despair ; No controversial Hebraist was ...
... head , or fifty other things , Transformed the helpless Hebrew thrice a week To guttural Pequot or resounding Greek , The vibrant accent skipping here and there , Just as it pleased invention or despair ; No controversial Hebraist was ...
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... stool , or a pulpit in the city , no matter what . To us , dangling there over our heads , they seem junkets dropped out of the seventh heaven , sops dipped in nectar , but , once in our mouths , they 56 THE BIGLOW PAPERS .
... stool , or a pulpit in the city , no matter what . To us , dangling there over our heads , they seem junkets dropped out of the seventh heaven , sops dipped in nectar , but , once in our mouths , they 56 THE BIGLOW PAPERS .
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
agin ain't beautiful bein Biglow blessed blue BOSTON COURIER calm clear cocktale dark dear deep doth dreams earth evermore fair faith fear feel feller flowers folks gentle give glory hand happy hath hear heart Heaven holy Holy Grail hope Hosea Jaalam JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL kind Knott letters life's light long ez look Lowell meek murmur mused nater nature neath never night nothin o'er ollers once peace poem poet rhyme Rosaline round Sawin seemed Sez John silent sing Sir Launfal slavery sleep song sorrow soul spiled spirit star-spangled banner stars sweet tears tell thee There's thet thine eyes things thou art thought tree true truth verse voice wander Wilbur wind wings wise words worn't
Beliebte Passagen
Seite xiv - 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.
Seite 229 - 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; The breeze comes whispering in our ear That dandelions are blossoming near, 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...
Seite 233 - The little brook heard it and built a roof 'Neath which he could house him, winter-proof; All night by the white stars' frosty gleams He groined his arches and matched his beams; Slender and clear were his crystal spars As the lashes of light that trim the stars; He sculptured every summer delight In his halls and chambers out of sight; Sometimes his tinkling waters slipt...
Seite 227 - FIRST OVER his keys the musing organist, Beginning doubtfully and far away, First lets his fingers wander as they list. And builds a bridge from Dreamland for his lay : Then, as the touch of his loved instrument Gives hope and fervor, nearer draws his theme, First guessed by faint auroral flushes sent Along the wavering vista of his dream.
Seite 237 - When he girt his young life up in gilded mail And set forth in search of the Holy Grail. The heart within him was ashes and dust; He parted in twain his single crust, He broke the ice on the streamlet's brink, And gave the leper to eat and drink...
Seite xiv - Great captains, with their guns and drums, Disturb our judgment for the hour, But at last silence comes ; These all are gone, and, standing like a tower, Our children shall behold his fame, The kindly-earnest, brave, foreseeing man, Sagacious, patient, dreading praise, not blame, New birth of our new soil, the first American.
Seite 44 - a thousands o' my mind. [The first recruiting sergeant on record I conceive to have been that individual who is mentioned in the Book of Job as going to and fro in the earth, and walking up and down in it.
Seite 244 - How like a prodigal doth nature seem, When thou, for all thy gold, so common art ! Thou teachest me to deem More sacredly of every human heart, Since each reflects in joy its scanty gleam Of heaven, and could some wondrous secret show, Did we but pay the love we owe, And with a child's undoubting wisdom look On all these living pages of God's book.
Seite 233 - DOWN swept the chill wind from the mountain peak, From the snow five thousand summers old ; On open wold and hilltop bleak It had gathered all the cold, And whirled it like sleet on the wanderer's cheek ; It carried a shiver everywhere. From the unleafed boughs and pastures bare.; The little brook heard it and built a roof 'Neath which he could house him, winter-proof ; All night by the white stars...
Seite 238 - Lo, it is I, be not afraid! In many climes, without avail, Thou hast spent thy life for the Holy Grail; Behold, it is here, — this cup which thou Didst fill at the streamlet for me but now; This crust is my body broken for thee, This water His blood that died on the tree; The Holy Supper is kept, indeed, In whatso we share with another's need...