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
The rich man's sons inherits cares; The bank may break, the factory burn, A breath may burst his bubble shares, And soft,… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
The New World's sons from England's breast we drew Such milk as bids remember whence we came, Proud of her past wherefrom… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
Time is, after all, the greatest of poets; and the sons of Memory stand a better chance of being the heirs of… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
But better far it is to speak One simple word, which now and then Shall waken their free nature in the weak… — 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