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James Parton, Horace Greeley, T. W. Higginson, J. S. C. Abbott, E. M. Hoppin, William Winter, Theodore Tilton, Fanny Fern, Grace Greenwood, Mrs. E. C. Stanton, Women of the age; being natives of the lives and deeds of the most prominent women of the present gentlemen 60 0 Browse Search
Mary Thacher Higginson, Thomas Wentworth Higginson: the story of his life 32 0 Browse Search
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Henry Walcott Boynton, Reader's History of American Literature 22 0 Browse Search
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Atlantic Essays 10 0 Browse Search
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, John Greenleaf Whittier 10 0 Browse Search
Cambridge History of American Literature: volume 2 (ed. Trent, William Peterfield, 1862-1939., Erskine, John, 1879-1951., Sherman, Stuart Pratt, 1881-1926., Van Doren, Carl, 1885-1950.) 8 0 Browse Search
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Women and Men 8 0 Browse Search
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Short studies of American authors 6 0 Browse Search
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Afternoon landscape: poems and translations 4 0 Browse Search
Jula Ward Howe, Reminiscences: 1819-1899 4 0 Browse Search
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Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Afternoon landscape: poems and translations, Sonnet from Camoens (42). (search)
Sonnet from Camoens (42). [Mrs. Browning in Catarina to Camoens represents her as bequeathing him the ribbon from her hair; but she in reality gave it to him during her life as a substitute for the ringlet for which he pleaded.] Lindo e subtil tranqado, que ficaste. Petrarch. O ribbon fair, that dost with me remain In pawn for that sweet gift I do deserve, If but to win thee makes my reason swerve, What were it if one ringlet I could gain? Those golden locks thy circling knots restrain, Locks whose bright rays might well for sun-beams serve, When thou unloosest each fair coil and curve, Oh is it to beguile, or slay with pain? Dear ribbon, in my hand I hold thee now; And were it only to assuage my grief, Since I can have thee only, cling to thee, Yet tell her, thou canst never fill my vow, But in the reckoning of love's fond belief This gift for that whole debt a pledge shall be.
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Afternoon landscape: poems and translations, Sonnet from Camoens (186). (search)
Sonnet from Camoens (186). For we had been reading Camoens,--that poem, you remember, Which his lady's eyes were praised in, as the sweetest ever seen. Elizabeth Barrett Browning. Os olhos onde o casto Amor ardia. Camoens. Those eyes from whence chaste love was wont to glow, And smiled to see his torches kindled there; That face within whose beauty strange and rare The rosy light of dawn gleamed o'er the snow; That hair, which bid the envious sun to know His brightest beams less golden rays did wear; That pure white hand, that gracious form and fair: All these into the dust of earth must go. O perfect beauty in its tenderest age! O flower cut down ere it could all unfold By the stern hand of unrelenting death! Why did not Love itself quit earth's poor stage, Not because here dwelt beauty's perfect mould, But that so soon it passed from mortal breath? Finis.