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Born in February 22, 1819 / Died in August 12, 1891 / United States / English

Poems by James Russell Lowell

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The Nobler Lover

...   Seraph strong to soar, or fawn-eyed elf: ...

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Hunger And Cold

... You're not clogged with foolish pride, ...

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Credidimus Jovem Regnare

...   A doll, stuffed out with hopes and fears, ...

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A Youthful Experiment In English Hexameters

... Sometimes come pauses of calm, when the rapt bard, holding his heart back, ...

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The First Snowfall

... The stiff rails were softened to swan's-down, ...

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In An Album

... Quick! let us scratch our moment's match, ...

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An April Birthday--At Sea

...   Makes them green glades for all her flowers and me ...

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Ode Written For The Celebration Of The Cochituate Water Into The City Of Boston

...   Through strange, dark ways, untried before, ...

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An Oriental Apologue

... Pished, pshawed, poohed, horribled, bahed, jeered, sneered, flouted, ...

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The Birch-Tree

... Thou shrink'st as on her bath's edge would some startled Naiad ...

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Song I

...   Thy little heart, that hath with love ...

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The Dancing Bear

... they control With gossamer threads wide-flown our fancy's play, ...

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Love

... And, nursed by day and night, by sun and shower, ...

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Sonnett - VI

... Each drop of blood that e'er through true heart ran ...

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The Growth Of A Legend

... There the old shapes crowd thick round the pine-shadowed camp,&emsp ...