Maxioms by James Russell Lowell
Listen! O, listen!
Here come the hum the golden bees
Underneath full blossomed trees,
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Listen! O, listen!
Here come the hum the golden bees
Underneath full blossomed trees,
At once with glowing fruit and flowers crowned.
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?
Fortune is the rod of the weak, and the staff of the brave.
Fortune is the rod of the weak, and the staff of the brave.
Solitude is as needful to the imagination as society is wholesome for the character. - Among My Books, 1870.
Solitude is as needful to the imagination as society is wholesome for the character. - Among My Books, 1870.
O wild and wondrous midnight,
There is a might in thee
To make the charmed body
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O wild and wondrous midnight,
There is a might in thee
To make the charmed body
Almost like spirit be,
And give it some faint glimpses
Of immortality.
