James Russell Lowell

(22 February 1819 – 12 August 1891 / Cambridge, Massachusetts)

James Russell Lowell Poems

1. The Present Crisis 8/13/2015
2. Palinode 10/31/2015
3. Heartsease And Rue: Friendship 3/26/2016
4. What Is So Rare As A Day In June 3/26/2015
5. Slaves 1/5/2015
6. Song: To M.L. 5/10/2012
7. The Candidate's Creed 5/10/2012
8. Hakon's Lay 5/10/2012
9. Winter Evening Hymn To My Fire 5/10/2012
10. May Is A Pious Fraud 5/10/2012
11. For An Autograph 5/10/2012
12. Sonnet-Ii 5/10/2012
13. The Forlorn 5/10/2012
14. Agro-Dolce 5/10/2012
15. With A Pressed Flower 5/10/2012
16. Hebe 5/10/2012
17. The Birch-Tree 5/10/2012
18. Self-Study 5/10/2012
19. The Beggar 5/10/2012
20. Impartiality 5/10/2012
21. Jonathan To John 5/10/2012
22. To Miss D. T. On Her Giving Me A Drawing Of Little Street Arabs 5/10/2012
23. An Ode Of Thanks For Certain Cigars 5/10/2012
24. An Autograph 5/10/2012
25. Jeffries Wyman Died September 4, 1874. 5/10/2012
26. What Mr. Robinson Thinks 5/10/2012
27. The Shepherd Of King Admetus 5/10/2012
28. An Indian Summer Reverie 5/10/2012
29. The Pregnant Comment 5/10/2012
30. The Fountain Of Youth 5/10/2012
31. The Washers Of The Shroud 5/10/2012
32. The Rose: A Ballad 5/10/2012
33. To Perdita, Singing 5/10/2012
34. An Incident In A Railroad Car 5/10/2012
35. The Fatherland 5/10/2012
36. Rhoecus 5/10/2012
37. Trial 5/10/2012
38. The Token 5/10/2012
39. Sonnet Xi 5/10/2012
40. Abscence 5/10/2012
Best Poem of James Russell Lowell

Above And Below

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O dwellers in the valley-land,
Who in deep twilight grope and cower,
Till the slow mountain's dial-hand
Shorten to noon's triumphal hour,
While ye sit idle, do ye think
The Lord's great work sits idle too?
That light dare not o'erleap the brink
Of morn, because 'tis dark with you?

Though yet your valleys skulk in night,
In God's ripe fields the day is cried,
And reapers, with their sickles bright,
Troop, singing, down the mountain-side:
Come up, and feel what health there is
In the frank Dawn's delighted eyes,
As, bending ...

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George Washington

Soldier and statesman, rarest unison;
High-poised example of great duties done
Simply as breathing, a world's honors worn
As life's indifferent gifts to all men born;
Dumb for himself, unless it were to God,
But for his barefoot soldiers eloquent,
Tramping the snow to coral where they trod,
Held by his awe in hollow-eyed content;
Modest, yet firm as Nature's self; unblamed

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