James Russell Lowell ( 10 of 106 )
Thank God every morning when you get up that you have something to do that day, which must be done, read more
Thank God every morning when you get up that you have something to do that day, which must be done, whether you like it or not.
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.
Endurance is the crowning quality, And patience all the passion of great hearts
Endurance is the crowning quality, And patience all the passion of great hearts
For there's nothing we read of in torture's inventions,
Like a well-meaning dunce, with the best of intentions.
For there's nothing we read of in torture's inventions,
Like a well-meaning dunce, with the best of intentions.
Democ'acy gives every man
A right to be his own oppressor.
Democ'acy gives every man
A right to be his own oppressor.
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.
He gives us the very quintessence of perception.
He gives us the very quintessence of perception.
What visionary tints the year puts on,
When falling leaves falter through motionless air
Or numbly cling read more
What visionary tints the year puts on,
When falling leaves falter through motionless air
Or numbly cling and shiver to be gone!
How shimmer the low flats and pastures bare,
As with her nectar Hebe Autumn fills
The bowl between me and those distant hills,
And smiles and shakes abroad her misty, tremulous hair!
Oh, Washington! thou hero, patriot sage,
Friend of all climes, and pride of every age!
Oh, Washington! thou hero, patriot sage,
Friend of all climes, and pride of every age!
Sentiment is intellectualized emotion, emotion precipitated, as
it were, in pretty crystals by the fancy.
Sentiment is intellectualized emotion, emotion precipitated, as
it were, in pretty crystals by the fancy.
