I would hardly change the sorrowful words of the poets for their glad ones. Tears dampen the strings of the lyre, but… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
The time is ripe, and rotten-ripe, for change; Then let it come: I have no dread of what Is called for by… — 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
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
The quiet tenderness of Chaucer, where you almost seem to hear the hot tears falling, and the simple choking words sobbed out. — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
Violet! sweet violet! Thine eyes are full of tears; Are they wet Even yet With the thought of other years? — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
Against the windows the storm comes dashing, Through tattered foliage the hail tears crashing, The blue lightning flashes, The rapid hail clashes...… — 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