Letters of James Russell Lowell, المجلد 1Harper & Brothers, 1893 - 3 من الصفحات |
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... Boston , where Dr. Lowell's parish lay . The house was spacious , built in colonial times , and had an air of comfort and of old - fashioned dignity . It stood in pleasant grounds , of no great extent , but ample enough for lawn and ...
... Boston , where Dr. Lowell's parish lay . The house was spacious , built in colonial times , and had an air of comfort and of old - fashioned dignity . It stood in pleasant grounds , of no great extent , but ample enough for lawn and ...
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... Boston , 23 ( ? ) Dec. , 1836 . My dear Friend , - . . . Here I am , alone in Bob's room with a blazing fire , in an atmosphere of " poesy and soft - coal smoke . Pope , Dante , a few of the older English poets , Byron , and last , not ...
... Boston , 23 ( ? ) Dec. , 1836 . My dear Friend , - . . . Here I am , alone in Bob's room with a blazing fire , in an atmosphere of " poesy and soft - coal smoke . Pope , Dante , a few of the older English poets , Byron , and last , not ...
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... Boston , Aug. 14 , 1837 . My dear Friend , - . . . I have just returned from an excursion into the country , where I have been engaged shooting and fishing and going through the usual rou- tine of country amusements . But I am glad to ...
... Boston , Aug. 14 , 1837 . My dear Friend , - . . . I have just returned from an excursion into the country , where I have been engaged shooting and fishing and going through the usual rou- tine of country amusements . But I am glad to ...
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... Boston , Feb. 27 , 1839 . I have written a great deal of pottery lately , but as I am at " the office " I can only give you such scraps as I remember . If you ever see the Post , there is a Yankee song of mine in it this morning ...
... Boston , Feb. 27 , 1839 . I have written a great deal of pottery lately , but as I am at " the office " I can only give you such scraps as I remember . If you ever see the Post , there is a Yankee song of mine in it this morning ...
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... Boston , April 29 , 1839 . I don't know how it is , but I sometimes actually need to write somewhat in verse . ... On Sunday , my work - day in the pottery business , I scratched off a piece of rhyme on Allston's picture of Miriam and ...
... Boston , April 29 , 1839 . I don't know how it is , but I sometimes actually need to write somewhat in verse . ... On Sunday , my work - day in the pottery business , I scratched off a piece of rhyme on Allston's picture of Miriam and ...
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abolitionist affectionate American beautiful believe Biglow Papers bobolink Boston C. E. NORTON Elmwood C. F. BRIGGS Elmwood Cambridge copy dear Friend dear Sydney Dresden E. L. GODKIN edition eyes fancy fear feel G. B. LORING give glad half happy head hear heart hope Hosea Italy J. L. MOTLEY J. R. L. Elmwood J. R. LOWELL JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL keep kind lectures LESLIE STEPHEN letter literary live Longfellow look Lowell's Maria mean mind MISS NORTON morning nature never night North American Review perhaps pleasant poem poet poetry remember seems seen sent Sir Launfal Sonnet spirit suppose sure SYDNEY H tell thing thou thought tion told trees true truly verses W. D. HOWELLS week wish word write written wrote Yankee yesterday
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الصفحة 315 - Who is it that says most that can say more Than this rich praise,—that you alone are you ? In whose confine immured is the store Which should example where your equal grew." should read, I think, as I have corrected in margin. After " dignifies his story " should be a colon for a comma. Sonnet
الصفحة 315 - not a semicolon. Sonnet xcviii. : " They were but sweet, but figures of delight." This is nonsense. Only sweet ? What more can a man ask in this life ? Shakespeare wrote, " They were, best sweet, but," etc. Sonnet cxv. : " When I was certain o'er incertainty, Crowning the present, doubting of the rest.
الصفحة 97 - To what can I liken her smiling Upon me, her kneeling lover? How it leaped from her lips to her eyelids And dimpled her wholly over, Till her outstretched hands smiled also. And I almost seemed to see The very heart of her mother Sending sun through her veins to me !
الصفحة 15 - As through the garden's desert paths I rove, What fond illusions swarm in every grove ! Childhood's loved group revisits every scene, The tangled woodwalk and the tufted green !" ROGERS. How exactly do these descriptions suit with my present situation ! " Old mansion," " desert walks,
الصفحة 15 - guest, Points to the master's eyes (where'er they roam) His wistful face, and whines a welcome home." CAMPBELL. " Mark yon old mansion frowning through the trees, Whose hollow turret woos the whistling breeze. That casement, arch'd with ivy's brownest shade, First to these eyes the light of heaven convey'd
الصفحة 387 - I see you walking in an air of glory Whose light doth trample on my days." We, meanwhile, are to go through the agonies of a
الصفحة 101 - 1845. My dear Friend,— . . . Poe, I am afraid, is wholly lacking in that element of manhood which, for want of a better name, we call character. It is something quite distinct from genius—though all great geniuses are endowed with it. Hence we always think of Dante Alighieri, of Michael Angelo, of Will Shakespeare, of John
الصفحة 109 - Elmwood, 1848. ... I, for one, came into the antislavery ranks after the chief burthen and heat of the day were over, and I would always bear in mind that excellent saying of old Fuller, that " there is more required to make one valiant than to call Cranmer and
الصفحة 150 - If you prick them do they not bleed? If you tickle them do they not laugh ? If you poison them do they not die ? If you wrong them shall they not revenge? Nay, I will go a step farther, and ask if all this do not apply to parsons also ? Even they are human.
الصفحة 154 - Wut's words to them whose faith an' truth On War's red techstone rang true metal, Who ventered life an' love an' youth Flashed on afore the charge's thunder. Tippin