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James Russell Lowell (Джеймс Расселл Лоуэлл)


Sonnet


  If some small savor creep into my rhyme
  Of the old poets, if some words I use,
  Neglected long, which have the lusty thews
  Of that gold-haired and earnest-hearted time,
  Whose loving joy and sorrow all sublime
  Have given our tongue its starry eminence,--
  It is not pride, God knows, but reverence
  Which hath grown in me since my childhood's prime;
  Wherein I feel that my poor lyre is strung
  With soul-strings like to theirs, and that I have
  No right to muse their holy graves among,
  If I can be a custom-fettered slave,
  And, in mine own true spirit, am not brave
  To speak what rusheth upward to my tongue.



James Russell Lowell's other poems:
  1. The Lover
  2. The Lost Child
  3. “Goe, Little Booke!“
  4. Song (O! I must look on that sweet face once more before I die)
  5. Song (All things are sad)


Poems of another poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

  • Percy Shelley (Перси Шелли) Sonnet ("Ye hasten to the grave! What seek ye there") 1820
  • Rupert Brooke (Руперт Брук) Sonnet ("Not with vain tears, when we're beyond the sun")
  • Hartley Coleridge (Хартли Кольридж) Sonnet ("If I have sinned in act, I may repent")
  • Nicholas Breton (Николас Бретон) Sonnet ("The worldly prince doth in his sceptre hold")
  • Alice Dunbar-Nelson (Элис Данбар-Нельсон) Sonnet ("I had not thought of violets late")
  • Amy Levy (Эми Леви) Sonnet ("Most wonderful and strange it seems, that I")
  • Wallace Stevens (Уоллес Стивенс) Sonnet ("Lo, even as I passed beside the booth")

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