The Complete Poetical Works of James Russell Lowell
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Chapter 1 No.1
Chapter 2 No.2
Chapter 3 No.3
Chapter 4 No.4
Chapter 5 TO A.C.L.
Chapter 6 No.6
Chapter 7 No.7
Chapter 8 No.8
Chapter 9 TO THE SPIRIT OF KEATS
Chapter 10 No.10
Chapter 11 No.11
Chapter 12 TO M.W., ON HER BIRTHDAY
Chapter 13 No.13
Chapter 14 No.14
Chapter 15 No.15
Chapter 16 SUB PONDERE CRESCIT
Chapter 17 No.17
Chapter 18 ON READING WORDSWORTH'S SONNETS IN DEFENCE OF CAPITAL PUNISHMENT
Chapter 19 THE SAME CONTINUED
Chapter 20 THE SAME CONTINUED 20
Chapter 21 THE SAME CONTINUED 21
Chapter 22 THE SAME CONTINUED 22
Chapter 23 THE SAME CONCLUDED
Chapter 24 TO M.O.S.
Chapter 25 No.25
Chapter 26 IN ABSENCE
Chapter 27 WENDELL PHILLIPS
Chapter 28 THE STREET
Chapter 29 No.29
Chapter 30 TO J.R. GIDDINGS
Chapter 31 No.31
Chapter 32 No.32
Chapter 33 No.33
Chapter 34 No.34
Chapter 35 No.35
Chapter 36 No.36
Chapter 37 No.37
Chapter 38 No.38
Chapter 39 No.39
Chapter 40 No.40
Chapter 41 No.41
Chapter 42 No.42
Chapter 43 No.43
Chapter 44 No.44
Chapter 45 No.45
Chapter 46 No.46
Chapter 47 No.47
Chapter 48 No.48
Chapter 49 No.49
Chapter 50 No.50
Chapter 51 No.51
Chapter 52 No.52
Chapter 53 No.53
Chapter 54 No.54
Chapter 55 No.55
Chapter 56 No.56
Chapter 57 No.57
Chapter 58 No.58
Chapter 59 No.59
Chapter 60 No.60
Chapter 61 No.61
Chapter 62 No.62
Chapter 63 No.63
Chapter 64 No.64
Chapter 65 No.65
Chapter 66 No.66
Chapter 67 No.67
Chapter 68 No.68
Chapter 69 No.69
Chapter 70 No.70
Chapter 71 No.71
Chapter 72 No.72
Chapter 73 No.73
Chapter 74 No.74
Chapter 75 No.75
Chapter 76 No.76
Chapter 77 No.77
Chapter 78 No.78
Chapter 79 No.79
Chapter 80 No.80
Chapter 81 No.81
Chapter 82 No.82
Chapter 83 No.83
Chapter 84 No.84
Chapter 85 No.85
Chapter 86 No.86
Chapter 87 No.87
Chapter 88 No.88
Chapter 89 No.89
Chapter 90 No.90
Chapter 91 No.91
Chapter 92 No.92
Chapter 93 No.93
Chapter 94 No.94
Chapter 95 No.95
Chapter 96 No.96
Chapter 97 No.97
Chapter 98 No.98
Chapter 99 No.99
Chapter 100 No.100
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Chapter 35 No.35

There was no beauty of the wood or field

But she its fragrant bosom-secret knew,

Nor any but to her would freely yield

Some grace that in her soul took root and grew;

Nature to her shone as but now revealed,

All rosy-fresh with innocent morning dew,

And looked into her heart with dim, sweet eyes

That left it full of sylvan memo

             
            

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