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Frederick Goddard Tuckerman
Sign in to saveAmerican poet (1821–1873)
Person · Open Library
- Born
- 1821
- Died
- 1873
- Works
- 8
Top works
- The sonnets
- Frederick Goddard Tuckerman
- The sonnets of Frederick Goddard Tuckerman
- Three American Poets
- Complete poems
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Recent publications · Crossref
5 total works indexed
- UCSF Chimera—A visualization system for exploratory research and analysis
· 2004 · cited 44,335x
- A New Equation to Estimate Glomerular Filtration Rate
· 2009 · cited 22,584x
- A global reference for human genetic variation
· 2015 · cited 17,790x
- Global burden of bacterial antimicrobial resistance in 2019: a systematic analysis
· 2022 · cited 13,904x
- Global and regional mortality from 235 causes of death for 20 age groups in 1990 and 2010: a systematic analysis for the Global Burden of Disease Study 2010
· 2012 · cited 10,802x
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Quotes
- “Then cricket sing thy song, or answer mine Thine whispers blame, but mine has naught but praises It matters not. — Behold the autumn goes, The Shadow grows, The moments take hold of eternity; Even while we stop to wrangle or repine Our lives are gone Like thinnest mist, Like yon escaping colour in the tree: — Rejoice! rejoice! whilst yet the hours exist Rejoice or mourn, and let the world swing on Unmoved by Cricket-song of thee or me.”
- “How oft in schoolboy-days, from the school's sway Have I run forth to Nature as to a friend, — With some pretext of o'erwrought sight, to spend My school-time in green meadows far away! Careless of summoning bell, or clocks that strike, I marked with flowers the minutes of my day.”
- “Why hold ye so my heart, nor dimly let Through your deep leaves the light of yesterday, The faded glimmer of a sunshine set? Is it that in your darkness, shut from strife, The bread of tears becomes the bread of life? Far from the roar of day, beneath your boughs Fresh griefs beat tranquilly, and loves and vows Grow green in your gray shadows, dearer far Even than all lovely lights and roses are?”
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