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  1. Hace 3 días · The terms “Fireside Poets” or “Schoolroom Poets” are used to designate a group of five poets—William Cullen Bryant, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, John Greenleaf Whittier, Oliver Wendell Holmes, and James Russell Lowell—who were popular in America in the latter half of the 19th century. Their poetry was read both around household ...

  2. Hace 1 día · He has written superlative biographies of Charles Francis Adams, James Russell Lowell, Paul Robeson, Lincoln Kirstein, and Andrea Dworkin; a definitive account of Stonewall; and deeply personal memoirs, including Cures: A Gay Man’s Odyssey, which recounts attempts to “cure” his homosexuality through therapy in his youth, and his latest memoir, Reaching Ninety, published just last year.

  3. 9 de may. de 2024 · A Critical Fable (1922), an imitation of her kinsman James Russell Lowell’s Fable for Critics, was published anonymously and stirred widespread speculation until she revealed her authorship. Lowell edited the three numbers of Some Imagist Poets (1915–17).

  4. Hace 6 días · University of Massachusetts Lowell Archives (State Normal School, Lowell State Teachers College, Lowell Textile School, Lowell Technological Institute). Tape Interviews, Photographs, and Records, 1890s-1997.

  5. Hace 5 días · Whittier's friend James Russell Lowell (1819-1891) focuses his version of "The Changeling" on angels rather then witches. Unlike the more dramatic Whittier poem that has a double happy ending, Lowell's lost child appears gone forever, stolen by angels and replaced by a soulless imp.

  6. 15 de may. de 2024 · The Poems of James Russell Lowell, penned by the renowned 19th-century American poet James Russell Lowell, encapsulate the essence of his literary prowess and philosophical musings....

  7. Here is a poem to accompany it, from the late James Russell Lowell: The Token. It is a mere wild rosebud, Quite sallow now, and dry, Yet there's something wondrous in it, Some gleams of days gone by, Dear sights and sounds that are to me The very moons of memory, And stir my heart's blood far below Its short-lived waves of joy and woe.