The Poetical Works of James R. Lowell ...Ticknor and Fields, 1866 |
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第 1 到 5 筆結果，共 21 筆
第 22 頁
... live and will die a log , - Not to say that the thought would forever intrude That you've less chance to win her the more she is wood ? Ah ! it went to my heart , and the memory still grieves , To see those loved graces all taking their ...
... live and will die a log , - Not to say that the thought would forever intrude That you've less chance to win her the more she is wood ? Ah ! it went to my heart , and the memory still grieves , To see those loved graces all taking their ...
第 36 頁
... licking his critical shoes , for you know ' tis The whole aim of our lives to get one English notice ; My American puffs I would willingly burn all , ( They're all from one source , monthly , weekly 36 A FABLE FOR CRITICS .
... licking his critical shoes , for you know ' tis The whole aim of our lives to get one English notice ; My American puffs I would willingly burn all , ( They're all from one source , monthly , weekly 36 A FABLE FOR CRITICS .
第 46 頁
... live upon acorns , and 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 ...
... live upon acorns , and 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 ...
第 55 頁
... live Man , still supreme and erect , Underneath the bemummying wrappers of sect ; There was ne'er a man born who had more of the swing Of the true lyric bard and all that kind of thing ; And his failures arise , ( though perhaps he don ...
... live Man , still supreme and erect , Underneath the bemummying wrappers of sect ; There was ne'er a man born who had more of the swing Of the true lyric bard and all that kind of thing ; And his failures arise , ( though perhaps he don ...
第 72 頁
... live till men weary of Collins and Gray I'm not over - fond of Greek metres in English , To me rhyme's a gain , so it be not too jinglish , And your modern hexameter verses are no more Like Greek ones than sleek Mr. Pope is like Homer ...
... live till men weary of Collins and Gray I'm not over - fond of Greek metres in English , To me rhyme's a gain , so it be not too jinglish , And your modern hexameter verses are no more Like Greek ones than sleek Mr. Pope is like Homer ...
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第 171 頁 - 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...
第 60 頁 - 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...
第 150 頁 - 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
第 104 頁 - 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.
第 171 頁 - 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.
第 44 頁 - 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.
第 172 頁 - 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
第 72 頁 - 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...
第 81 頁 - 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...
第 105 頁 - 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