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James Russell Lowell
Age: 72 †
Born: 1819
Born: February 22
Died: 1891
Died: August 12
Diplomat
Essayist
Journalist
Literary Critic
Poet
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Cambridge
Massachusetts
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If the devil take a less hateful shape to us than to our fathers, he is as busy with us as with them.
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The story of any one man's real experience finds its startling parallel in that of every one of us.
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He gives us the very quintessence of perception,-the clearly crystalized precipitation of all that is most precious in the ferment of impression after the impertinent and obtrusive particulars have evaporated from the memory.
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Aspiration sees only one side of every question possession many.
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A man is old when he can pass an apple orchard and not remember the stomachache.
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True freedom is to share All the chains our brothers wear, And, with heart and hand, to be Earnest to make others free!
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To win the secret of a weed's plain heart.
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The thing we long for, that we are For one transcendent moment.
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All the beautiful sentiments in the world weigh less than a single lovely action.
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True scholarship consists in knowing not what things exist, but what they mean it is not memory but judgment.
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The pale and quiet moon Makes her calm forehead bare, And the last fragments of the storm, Like shattered rigging from a fight at sea, Silent and few, are drifting over me.
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I who still pray at morning and at eve Thrice in my life perhaps have truly prayed, Thrice stirred below conscious self Have felt that perfect disenthrallment which is God.
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There comes Emerson first, whose rich words, every one, Are like gold nails in temples to hang trophies on.
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A wise man travels to discover himself.
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Praise follows truth afar off, and only overtakes her at the grave plausibility clings to her skirts and holds her back till then
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Who is it needs such flawless shafts as fate? What archer of his arrows is so choice, or hits the white so surely?
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What visionary tints the year puts on, When falling leaves falter through motionless air Or numbly cling and shiver to be gone! How shimmer the low flats and pastures bare, As with her nectar Hebe Autumn fills The bowl between me and those distant hills, And smiles and shakes abroad her misty, tremulous hair!
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Wut 's words to them whose faith an' truth On war's red techstone rang true metal Who ventered life an' love an' youth For the gret prize o' death in battle?
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They are slaves who fear to speak, for the fallen and the weak.
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The question of common sense is always: 'what is it good for?' - a question which would abolish the rose and be answered triumphantly by the cabbage.
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