James Russell Lowell ( 6 of 106 )
What men prize most is a privilege, even if it be that of chief mourner at a funeral.
What men prize most is a privilege, even if it be that of chief mourner at a funeral.
Of my merit
On that pint you yourself may jedge:
All is, I never drink no sperit,
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Of my merit
On that pint you yourself may jedge:
All is, I never drink no sperit,
Nor I haint never signed no pledge.
Winds wanders, and dews drip earthward;
Rains fall, suns rise and set;
Earth whirls, and all but read more
Winds wanders, and dews drip earthward;
Rains fall, suns rise and set;
Earth whirls, and all but to prosper
A poor little violet.
The rich man's sons inherits cares;
The bank may break, the factory burn,
A breath may burst read more
The rich man's sons inherits cares;
The bank may break, the factory burn,
A breath may burst his bubble shares,
And soft, white hands could hardly earn
A living that would serve his turn.
The purely Great
Whose soul no siren passion could unsphere,
Thou nameless, now a power and mixed read more
The purely Great
Whose soul no siren passion could unsphere,
Thou nameless, now a power and mixed with fate.
Daily with souls that cringe and plot,
We Sinais climb and know it not.
Daily with souls that cringe and plot,
We Sinais climb and know it not.
