The poetical works of James R. Lowell, Band 2Ticknor and Fields., 1858 |
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... hear by some persons applied to a good friend of mine , whom to stab in the side , as we walked along chatting and joking together , would not be my way . I can hardly tell whether a ques- tion will ever arise in which he and I should ...
... hear by some persons applied to a good friend of mine , whom to stab in the side , as we walked along chatting and joking together , would not be my way . I can hardly tell whether a ques- tion will ever arise in which he and I should ...
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... hear the old click ; Why , I honestly think , if some fool in Japan Should turn up his nose at the Poems on Man , ' Your friend there by some inward instinct would know it , Would get it translated , reprinted , and show it ; As a man ...
... hear the old click ; Why , I honestly think , if some fool in Japan Should turn up his nose at the Poems on Man , ' Your friend there by some inward instinct would know it , Would get it translated , reprinted , and show it ; As a man ...
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... hears of that order the British Museum Has sent for one set of what books were first printed In America , little or big , —for ' tis hinted That this is the first truly tangible hope he Has ever had raised for the sale of a copy . I've ...
... hears of that order the British Museum Has sent for one set of what books were first printed In America , little or big , —for ' tis hinted That this is the first truly tangible hope he Has ever had raised for the sale of a copy . I've ...
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... hear him talk gratis ; And indeed , I believe , no man ever talked better- Each sentence hangs perfectly poised to a letter ; He seems piling words , but there's royal dust hid In the heart of each sky - piercing pyramid . While he ...
... hear him talk gratis ; And indeed , I believe , no man ever talked better- Each sentence hangs perfectly poised to a letter ; He seems piling words , but there's royal dust hid In the heart of each sky - piercing pyramid . While he ...
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... hear , you're not over - particular whence , Almost Taylor's profusion , quite Latimer's sense . " There is Bryant , as quiet , as cool , and as dignified , As a smooth , silent iceberg , that never is ignified , Save when by reflection ...
... hear , you're not over - particular whence , Almost Taylor's profusion , quite Latimer's sense . " There is Bryant , as quiet , as cool , and as dignified , As a smooth , silent iceberg , that never is ignified , Save when by reflection ...
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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 ; His strength is so tender, his...
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 55 - Let his mind once get head in its favorite direction And the torrent of verse bursts the dams of reflection, While, borne with the rush of the metre along, The poet may chance to go right or go wrong, Content with the whirl and delirium of song; Then his grammar's not always correct, nor his rhymes, And he 's prone to repeat his own lyrics sometimes...
Seite 60 - When Nature was shaping him, clay was not granted For making so full-sized a man as she wanted, So. to fill out her model, a little she spared From some finer-grained stuff for a woman prepared, .And she could not have hit a more excellent plan For making him fully and perfectly man.
Seite 77 - What! Irving? thrice welcome, warm heart and fine brain, You bring back the happiest spirit from Spain, And the gravest sweet humor, that ever were there Since Cervantes met death in his gentle despair; Nay, don't be embarrassed, nor look so beseeching, I shan't run directly against my own preaching, And, having just laughed at their Raphaels and Dantes, Go to setting you up beside matchless Cervantes; But allow me to speak what I honestly feel,— To a true...
Seite 208 - Ez long ez, like a lumberman, I git jest wut I axes; I go free-trade thru thick an' thin, Because it kind o' rouses The folks to vote, — an' keeps us in Our quiet custom-houses.
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
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 209 - I du in interest. I du believe in bein' this Or thet, ez it may happen One way or t' other hendiest is To ketch the people nappin' ; It aint by princerples nor men My preudunt course is steadied, — I scent wich pays the best, an