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James Russell Lowell

I lived from 1819-1891. I was from the United States, and am in the Americas category.

I influenced poet Oscar Fay Adams.

American poet, critic, and editor, James Russell Lowell was born in Cambridge, Mass. in 1819. He attended Harvard and earned a B.A. but gave up Law for Literature. In 1838 he married Maria White, an abolitionist and liberal, who encouraged him in his work. His poems "A Fable for Critics" (1848), "The Vision of Sir Launfal" (1848), and "The Bigelow Papers" (1848, written in Yankee dialect) brought him notoriety as a poet and critic. In 1855, Lowell became professor of modern languages at Harvard, a position he held until 1876. In addition to teaching, he served as first editor (1857–61) of the Atlantic Monthly and later (1864–72) of the North American Review.

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  • Auspex
    My heart, I cannot still it,
    Nest that had song-birds in it;
    20 lines, 5 comments
  • The First Snowfall
    THE snow had begun in the gloaming,
    And busily all the night
    48 lines, 2 comments
  • She Came And Went
    As a twig trembles, which a bird
      Lights on to sing, then leaves unbent,
    23 lines, 2 comments
  • The Vision Of Sir Launfal
    Prelude to Part First
    369 lines, 1 comment
  • Are Ye Truly Free?
    Men! whose boast it is that ye
    Come of fathers brave and free;
    32 lines
  • The Courtin'
    God makes sech nights, all white an' still
    Fur 'z you can look or listen,
    96 lines
  • George Washington
    Soldier and statesman, rarest unison;
    High-poised example of great duties done
    21 lines
  • An Indian-Summer Reverie
    What visionary tints the year puts on,
    When failing leaves falter through motionless air
    218 lines
  • The Washers of the Shroud
    Along a riverside, I know not where,
    I walked one night in mystery of dream;
    110 lines
  • A Revolutionary Hero
    Old Joe is gone, who saw hot Percy goad
    His slow artillery up the Concord road,
    14 lines
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