The Complete Poetical Works of James Russell Lowell | Page 2

MONTHLY NO. XI. MR. HOSEA BIGLOW'S SPEECH IN MARCH MEETING
UNDER THE WILLOWS AND OTHER POEMS.
TO CHARLES ELIOT NORTON?UNDER THE WILLOWS?DARA?THE FIRST SNOW-FALL?THE SINGING LEAVES?SEAWEED?THE FINDING OF THE LYRE?NEW-YEAR'S EVE, 1850?FOR AN AUTOGRAPH?AL FRESCO?MASACCIO?WITHOUT AND WITHIN?GODMINSTER CHIMES?THE PARTING OF THE WAYS?ALADDIN?AN INVITATION. TO JOHN FRANCIS HEATH?THE NOMADES?SELF-STUDY?PICTURES FROM APPLEDORE?THE WIND-HARP?AUF WIEDERSEHEN?PALINODE?AFTER THE BURIAL?THE DEAD HOUSE?A MOOD?THE VOYAGE TO VINLAND?MAHMOOD THE IMAGE-BREAKER?INVITA MINERVA?THE FOUNTAIN OF YOUTH?YUSSOUF?THE DARKENED MIND?WHAT RABBI JEHOSHA SAID?ALL-SAINTS?A WINTER-EVENING HYMN TO MY FIRE?FANCY'S CASUISTRY?TO MR. JOHN BARTLETT?ODE TO HAPPINESS?VILLA FRANCA. 1859?THE MINER?GOLD EGG: A DREAM-FANTASY?A FAMILIAR EPISTLE TO A FRIEND?AN EMBER PICTURE?TO H.W.L.?THE NIGHTINGALE IN THE STUDY?IN THE TWILIGHT?THE FOOT-PATH
POEMS OF THE WAR.
THE WASHERS OF THE SHROUD?TWO SCENES FROM THE LIFE OF BLONDEL?MEMORIAE POSITUM?ON BOARD THE '76?ODE RECITED AT THE HARVARD COMMEMORATION?L'ENVOI: TO THE MUSE?THE CATHEDRAL?THREE MEMORIAL POEMS.?ONE READ AT THE ONE HUNDREDTH ANNIVERSARY OF THE FIGHT AT CONCORD BRIDGE?UNDER THE OLD ELM?AN ODE FOR THE FOURTH OF JULY, 1876
HEARTSEASE AND RUE.
I. FRIENDSHIP.
AGASSIZ?TO HOLMES, ON HIS SEVENTY-FIFTH BIRTHDAY?IN A COPY OF OMAR KHAYYáM?ON RECEIVING A COPY OF MR. AUSTIN DOBSON'S 'OLD WORLD IDYLLS' TO C.F. BRADFORD?BANKSIDE?JOSEPH WINLOCK?SONNET, TO FANNY ALEXANDER?JEFFRIES WYMAN?TO A FRIEND?WITH AN ARMCHAIR?E.G. DE R.?BON VOYAGE?TO WHITTIER, ON HIS SEVENTY-FIFTH BIRTHDAY?ON AN AUTUMN SKETCH OF H.G. WILD?TO MISS D.T.?WITH A COPY OF AUCASSIN AND NICOLETTE?ON PLANTING A TREE AT INVERARAY?AN EPISTLE TO GEORGE WILLIAM CURTIS
II. SENTIMENT.
ENDYMION?THE BLACK PREACHER?ARCADIA REDIVIVA?THE NEST?A YOUTHFUL EXPERIMENT IN ENGLISH HEXAMETERS?BIRTHDAY VERSES?ESTRANGEMENT?PHOEBE?DAS EWIG-WEIBLICHE?THE RECALL?ABSENCE?MONNA LISA?THE OPTIMIST?ON BURNING SOME OLD LETTERS?THE PROTEST?THE PETITION?FACT OR FANCY??AGRO-DOLCE?THE BROKEN TRYST?CASA SIN ALMA?A CHRISTMAS CAROL?MY PORTRAIT GALLERY?PAOLO TO FRANCESCA?SONNET, SCOTTISH BORDER?SONNET, ON BEING ASKED FOR AN AUTOGRAPH IN VENICE?THE DANCING BEAR?THE MAPLE?NIGHTWATCHES?DEATH OF QUEEN MERCEDES?PRISON OF CERVANTES?TO A LADY PLAYING ON THE CITHERN?THE EYE'S TREASURY?PESSIMOPTIMISM?THE BRAKES?A FOREBODING
III. FANCY
UNDER THE OCTOBER MAPLES?LOVE'S CLOCK?ELEANOR MAKES MACAROONS?TELEPATHY?SCHERZO?'FRANCISCUS DE VERULAMIO SIC COGITAVIT'?AUSPEX?THE PREGNANT COMMENT?THE LESSON?SCIENCE AND POETRY?A NEW YEAR'S GREETING?THE DISCOVERY?WITH A SEASHELL?THE SECRET
IV. HUMOR AND SATIRE.
FITZ ADAM'S STORY?THE ORIGIN OF DIDACTIC POETRY?THE FLYING DUTCHMAN?CREDIDIMUS JOVEM REGNARE?TEMPORA MUTANTUR?IN THE HALF-WAY HOUSE?AT THE BURNS CENTENNIAL?IN AN ALBUM?AT THE COMMENCEMENT DINNER, 1866?A PARABLE
V. EPIGRAMS.
SAYINGS?INSCRIPTIONS?A MISCONCEPTION?THE BOSS?SUN-WORSHIP?CHANGED PERSPECTIVE?WITH A PAIR OF GLOVES LOST IN A WAGER?SIXTY-EIGHTH BIRTHDAY?INTERNATIONAL COPYRIGHT
LAST POEMS.
HOW I CONSULTED THE ORACLE OF THE GOLDFISHES?TURNER'S OLD TéMéRAIRE?ST. MICHAEL THE WEIGHER?A VALENTINE?AN APRIL BIRTHDAY--AT SEA?LOVE AND THOUGHT?THE NOBLER LOVER?ON HEARING A SONATA OF BEETHOVEN'S PLAYED IN THE NEXT ROOM VERSES, INTENDED TO GO WITH A POSSET DISH?ON A BUST OF GENERAL GRANT
APPENDIX.
I. INTRODUCTION TO THE SECOND SERIES OF BIGLOW PAPERS?II. GLOSSARY TO THE BIGLOW PAPERS?III. INDEX TO BIGLOW PAPERS
INDEX OF FIRST LINES
INDEX OF TITLES
EARLIER POEMS
THRENODIA
Gone, gone from us! and shall we see?Those sibyl-leaves of destiny,?Those calm eyes, nevermore??Those deep, dark eyes so warm and bright,?Wherein the fortunes of the man?Lay slumbering in prophetic light,?In characters a child might scan??So bright, and gone forth utterly!?Oh stern word--Nevermore!
The stars of those two gentle eyes 10?Will shine no more on earth;?Quenched are the hopes that had their birth,?As we watched them slowly rise,?Stars of a mother's fate;?And she would read them o'er and o'er,?Pondering, as she sate,?Over their dear astrology,?Which she had conned and conned before,?Deeming she needs must read aright 19?What was writ so passing bright.?And yet, alas! she knew not why.?Her voice would falter in its song,?And tears would slide from out her eye,?Silent, as they were doing wrong.?Oh stern word--Nevermore!
The tongue that scarce had learned to claim?An entrance to a mother's heart?By that dear talisman, a mother's name,?Sleeps all forgetful of its art!?I loved to see the infant soul 30?(How mighty in the weakness?Of its untutored meekness!)?Peep timidly from out its nest,?His lips, the while,?Fluttering with half-fledged words,?Or hushing to a smile?That more than words expressed,?When his glad mother on him stole?And snatched him to her breast!?Oh, thoughts were brooding in those eyes, 40?That would have soared like strong-winged birds?Far, far into the skies,?Gladding the earth with song,?And gushing harmonies,?Had he but tarried with us long!?Oh stern word--Nevermore!
How peacefully they rest,?Crossfolded there?Upon his little breast,?Those small, white hands that ne'er were still before, 50 But ever sported with his mother's hair,?Or the plain cross that on her breast she wore!?Her heart no more will beat?To feel the touch of that soft palm,?That ever seemed a new surprise?Sending glad thoughts up to her eyes?To bless him with their holy calm,--?Sweet thoughts! they made her eyes as sweet.?How quiet are the hands?That wove those pleasant bands!?But that they do not rise and sink 61?With his calm breathing, I should think?That he were dropped asleep.?Alas! too deep, too deep?Is this his slumber!?Time scarce can number?The years ere he shall wake again.?Oh, may we see his eyelids open then!?Oh stern word--Nevermore!
As the airy gossamere, 70?Floating in the sunlight clear,?Where'er it toucheth clingeth tightly,?Bound glossy leal or stump unsightly,?So from his spirit wandered out?Tendrils spreading all about,?Knitting all things to its thrall?With a perfect love of all:?Oh stern word--Nevermore!
He did but float a little way?Adown the stream of time, 80?With