James Russell Lowell

And what is so rare as a day in June?
Then, if ever, come perfect days;
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And what is so rare as a day in June?
Then, if ever, come perfect days;
Then Heaven tries earth if it be in tune,
And over it softly her warm ear lays.

Who will think that the gods can be insulted with impunity?

Who will think that the gods can be insulted with impunity?

An angel stood and met my gaze,
Through the low doorway of my tent;
The tent is read more

An angel stood and met my gaze,
Through the low doorway of my tent;
The tent is struck, the vision stays;
I only know she came and went.

Usually when people are sad, they don't do anything. They just cry over their condition. But when they get angry, read more

Usually when people are sad, they don't do anything. They just cry over their condition. But when they get angry, they bring about a change.

They are slaves who fear to speak
For the fallen and the weak;
. . . .
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They are slaves who fear to speak
For the fallen and the weak;
. . . .
They are slaves who dare not be
In the right with two or three.