James Russell Lowell Quotes
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Poetry is something to make us wiser and better, by continually revealing those types of beauty and truth, which God has set in all men's souls.
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Death is delightful. Death is dawn, The waking from a weary night Of fevers unto truth and light.
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Good luck is the willing handmaid of a upright and energetic character, and conscientious observance of duty.
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The little that we doIs but half-nobly true;With our laborious hivingWhat men call treasure, and the gods call dross,Life seems a jest of Fate's contriving,Only secure in every one's conniving,A long account of nothings paid with loss.
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If there breathe on earth a slave, Are ye truly free and brave? If ye do not feel the chain, When it works a brother's pain, Are ye not base slaves indeed, Slaves unworthy to be freed?
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Along A River-Side, I Know Not Where,I walked one night in mystery of dream;A chill creeps curdling yet beneath my hair,To think what chanced me by the pallid gleamOf a moon-wraith that waned through haunted air.
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Soft-heartedness, in times like these,Shows sof'ness in the upper story.
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Books are the bees which carry the quickening pollen from one to another mind.
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Under the yaller pines I house,When sunshine makes 'em all sweet-scented,An' hear among their furry boughsThe baskin' west-wind purr contented.
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But John P.Robinson, heSez they did n't know everythin' down in Judee.
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And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days.
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God, give us Peace! not such as lulls to sleep,But sword on thigh and brow with purpose knit!And let our Ship of State to harbor sweep,Her ports all up, her battle lanterns lit,And her leashed thunders gathering for their leap.
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Simple as it seems, it was a great discovery that the key of knowledge could turn both ways, that it could open, as well as lock, the door of power to the many.
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For though he builds glorious temples, 'tis oddHe leaves never a doorway to get in a god.
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Not failure, but low aim, is crime.
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Dear common flower, that grow'st beside the way,Fringing the dusty road with harmless gold,First pledge of blithesome May,Which children pluck, and, full of pride uphold.
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Compromise makes a good umbrella, but a poor roof; it is temporary expedient, often wise in party politics, almost sure to be unwise in statesmanship.
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The snow had begun in the gloaming,And busily all the nightHad been heaping field and highwayWith a silence deep and white.
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His heart kep' goin' pity-pat,But hern went pity-Zekle.
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One day with life and heartIs more than time enough to find a world.
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The very room, coz she was in,Seemed warm from floor to ceilin'
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There is no price set on the lavish summer,And June may be had by the poorest comer.
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When I was a beggarly boy,And lived in a cellar damp,I had not a friend nor a toy,But I had Aladdin's lamp.
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Who's not sat tense before his own heart's curtain.