Not as all other women are Is she that to my soul is dear; Her glorious fancies come from far, Beneath the… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
Making one object, in outward or inward nature, more holy to a single heart is reward enough for a life; for the… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
He who esteems the Virginia reel A bait to draw saints from their spiritual weal, And regards the quadrille as a far… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
Who knows whither the clouds have fled? In the unscarred heaven they leave no wake; And the eyes forget the tears they… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
O chime of sweet Saint Charity, Peal soon that Easter morn When Christ for all shall risen be, And in all hearts… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
Over our manhood bend the skies; Against our fallen and traitor lives The great winds utter prophecies; With our faint hearts the… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
Tis easy now for the heart to be true As for grass to be green or skies to be blue-- 'Tis the… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
God does not weigh criminality in our scales. We have one absolute, with the seal of authority upon it; and with us… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
Now on the hills I hear the thunder mutter... Nearer and nearer rolls the thunder-clap,— You can hear the quick heart of… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
One day with life and heart Is more than time enough to find a world. — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
Better to me the poor mans crust, Better the blessing of the poor, Though I turn me empty from his door; That… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
A woman's love Is mighty, but a mother's heart is weak, And by its weakness overcomes. — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
Not but wut abstract war is horrid, I sign to thet with all my heart, But civilysation doos git forrid Sometimes, upon… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
The very gnarliest and hardest of hearts has some musical strings in it; but they are tuned differently in every one of… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
There is no work of genius which has not been the delight of mankind, no word of genius to which the human… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
Now the heart is so full that a drop overfills it, We are happy now because God so wills it; No matter… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
All that hath been majestical In life or death, since time began, Is native in the simple heart of all, The angel… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
A nature wise With finding in itself the types of all, With watching from the dim verge of the time What things… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
Whom the heart of man shuts out, Sometimes the heart of God takes in, And fences them all round about With silence… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
Now the heart is so full that a drop overfills it; We are happy now because God wills it. — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
He gives only the worthless gold who gives from a sense of duty. — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
As life runs on, the road grows strange with faces new - and near the end. The milestones into headstones change, Neath every one… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
Where one person shapes their life by precept and example, there are a thousand who have shaped it by impulse and circumstances. — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
Most religion-mongers have bated their paradises with a bit of toasted cheese. They have tempted the body with large promises of possessions in their… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
The thing we long for, that we are For one transcendent moment. — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
It is beginning to be doubtful whether Parliament and Congress sit in Westminster and Washington, or in the editorial rooms of the leading journals,--so… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
[B]ut in literature, it should be remembered, a thing always becomes his at last who says it best, and thus makes it his own. — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
It may be glorious to write Thoughts that shall glad the two or three High souls, like those far stars that come in sight… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image