The Morning Visit (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
A sick man's chamber, though it often boastThe grateful presence of a literal toast,Can hardly claim, amidst its various wealth,The ...
A sick man's chamber, though it often boastThe grateful presence of a literal toast,Can hardly claim, amidst its various wealth,The ...
The little quids, the million quids,The everywhere, everything, always quids,The atoms of the Monoton-Each turned three essences where it stoodAnd ...
It was six men of Indostan, to learning much inclined,who went to see the elephant (Though all of them were ...
Across the bridge of days I walk backWhere I saw you sleeping on a rude blue velvet couch,Your noble forehead ...
_Hark! Hark!The dogs do bark!It's the socialists come to town,None in rags and none in tags,Swaggering up and down_.Sunday morning,And ...
They climbed the trees . . . As was told before,The Glugs climbed trees in the days of yore, When ...
I heard this old legend a few days ago— A legend so quaint Of Ireland's saint, That to lighten my ...
Fiercely flashes a bolt. In lurid light there stands a tower. The thunder rolls. A horseman fighting with his steed ...
Last night I stood in a tawdry placeAnd watched the ways of the human race.I looked at a party of ...
Up to the ceilingAnd down to the floor,Hear him now squealingAnd calling for more.Laughing and shouting,"Away up!" he cries.Who could ...
The little quids, the million quids, The everywhere, everything, always quids, The atoms of the Monoton- Each turned three essences ...
(i) introduction his home in ruins his parents gone frederick seeks to reclaim his throne to the golden mountain he ...
Maybe in our squirming our discomfort in the scripture our hearing the words of Christ and measuring them, truthfully, against ...
Smiling faces, the running feet squealing voices, the happy smiles sitting, squirming, in the pews at the feet of the ...
There's an infinity of wisdom in your smile that would deny the winsome wit that lies at back of it; ...
I have been spiritually poisoned by the unclean, in ignorance blessed their springs. In consequence I withered and drifted down ...
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore was not magic. He was not a three-legged crow on the ...
It's okay if the world goes with Venetian; Who cares what Italians don't see?-- Or with Man's Bluff (a temporary ...
Worms finer for fishing you couldn't be wishing; I delved them dismayed from the velvety sod; The rich loam upturning ...
'Twas in the bleary middle of the hard-boiled Arctic night, I was lonesome as a loon, so if you can, ...
I opened the ink-well and smoke filled the room. The smoke formed the giant frog-cat of my doom. His web ...
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