The poetical works of James R. Lowell, 第 2 卷Ticknor and Fields., 1858 |
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第 65 頁
... tell o't , Is that you have your slaves , and the Greek had his helot . " Here a gentleman present , who had in his attic More pepper than brains , shrieked- " The man's a fanatic , I'm a capital tailor with warm tar and feathers , And ...
... tell o't , Is that you have your slaves , and the Greek had his helot . " Here a gentleman present , who had in his attic More pepper than brains , shrieked- " The man's a fanatic , I'm a capital tailor with warm tar and feathers , And ...
第 69 頁
... tell you what Snooks said about the new poet , * Or how Fogrum was outraged by Tennyson's Prin- cess ; He has spent all his spare time and intellect since his Birth in perusing , on each art and science , Just the books in which no one ...
... tell you what Snooks said about the new poet , * Or how Fogrum was outraged by Tennyson's Prin- cess ; He has spent all his spare time and intellect since his Birth in perusing , on each art and science , Just the books in which no one ...
第 73 頁
... tell which pleases her most , to relieve His want , or his story to hear and believe ; No doubt against many deep ... telling her once of a marvellous aloe That for thousands of years had looked spindling and sallow , And , though nursed ...
... tell which pleases her most , to relieve His want , or his story to hear and believe ; No doubt against many deep ... telling her once of a marvellous aloe That for thousands of years had looked spindling and sallow , And , though nursed ...
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... are right epic , they tell how this rude Rock - rib of our earth here was tamed and sub- dued ; Thou hast written them plain on the face of the planet In brave , deathless letters of iron and granite ; A FABLE FOR CRITICS . 79 °
... are right epic , they tell how this rude Rock - rib of our earth here was tamed and sub- dued ; Thou hast written them plain on the face of the planet In brave , deathless letters of iron and granite ; A FABLE FOR CRITICS . 79 °
第 126 頁
... tell it's tender ; ' Taint wuth a snap afore it's ripe . " Sez Joe , " I'd jest ez lives eat tripe ; You air a buster ter suppose I'd eat what makes me hole my nose ! " So they disputed to an ' fro Till cunnin ' Isrel sez to Joe " Don't ...
... tell it's tender ; ' Taint wuth a snap afore it's ripe . " Sez Joe , " I'd jest ez lives eat tripe ; You air a buster ter suppose I'd eat what makes me hole my nose ! " So they disputed to an ' fro Till cunnin ' Isrel sez to Joe " Don't ...
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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 ; His strength is so tender, his...
第 152 頁 - 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...
第 55 頁 - 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...
第 60 頁 - 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.
第 77 頁 - 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...
第 208 頁 - 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.
第 151 頁 - 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
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 209 頁 - 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