Maxioms by James Russell Lowell
Violet! sweet violet!
Thine eyes are full of tears;
Are they wet
Even yet
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Violet! sweet violet!
Thine eyes are full of tears;
Are they wet
Even yet
With the thought of other years?
Behind the dim unknown,
Standeth God with the shadow, keeping watch above his own.
Behind the dim unknown,
Standeth God with the shadow, keeping watch above his own.
Nursed by stern men with empires in their brains.
Nursed by stern men with empires in their brains.
When I could not sleep for cold
I had fire enough in my brain,
And builded with read more
When I could not sleep for cold
I had fire enough in my brain,
And builded with roofs of gold
My beautiful castles in Spain!
"What means this glory round our feet,"
The Magi mused, "more bright than morn!"
And voices chanted read more
"What means this glory round our feet,"
The Magi mused, "more bright than morn!"
And voices chanted clear and sweet,
"To-day the Prince of Peace is born."
