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?

The Don Quixote of one generation may live to hear himself called
the savior of society by the next.

The Don Quixote of one generation may live to hear himself called
the savior of society by the next.

A weed is no more than a flower in disguise, Which is seen through at once, if love give a read more

A weed is no more than a flower in disguise, Which is seen through at once, if love give a man eyes

In life's small things be resolute and great
To keep thy muscle trained: knowst thou when Fate
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In life's small things be resolute and great
To keep thy muscle trained: knowst thou when Fate
Thy measure takes, or when she'll say to thee,
"I find thee worthy; do this deed for me?"

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.