James Russell Lowell

The greatest homage we can pay to truth, is to use it.

The greatest homage we can pay to truth, is to use it.

Our seasons have no fixed returns,
Without our will they come and go;
At noon our sudden read more

Our seasons have no fixed returns,
Without our will they come and go;
At noon our sudden summer burns,
Ere sunset all is snow.

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?

Puritanism, believing itself quick with the seed of religious
liberty, laid, without knowing it, the egg of democracy.

Puritanism, believing itself quick with the seed of religious
liberty, laid, without knowing it, the egg of democracy.

The shadow of a mighty name.

The shadow of a mighty name.