An After-Dinner Poem (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
(TERPSICHORE)Read at the Annual Dinner of the Phi Beta Kappa Society, atCambridge, August 24, 1843.IN narrowest girdle, O reluctant Muse,In ...
(TERPSICHORE)Read at the Annual Dinner of the Phi Beta Kappa Society, atCambridge, August 24, 1843.IN narrowest girdle, O reluctant Muse,In ...
"On the departure of rainy season bechanced is autumn with a heart-pleasingly bloomed lotus as her face, betokening the heart-pleasing ...
1I the first man, the majestyOf creatures, Time's tall birth,Spring at God's finger-touch erect,Glorying upon earth.Above me the blue solemn ...
'T WAS night. The tranquil moonlight smileWith which Heaven dreams of Earth, shed downIts beauty on the Indian isle, -On ...
PART FIRST.Sweet Frankie lives in Elfindale;Where all the flowers are fair, and frail(Like her fair self,) a slender fairy,And like ...
WITH a cold and wintry noon-light.On its roofs and steeples shed,Shadows weaving with t e sunlightFrom the gray sky overhead,Broadly, ...
Why, dreams from dreams in dreams remembered! naught Save this, alas! that once it seemed I thought I wandered dim with someone, ...
Morning.Out from the hut at break of day,And up the hills in the dawning grey;With the young wind flowingFrom the ...
Thirty feet from my windows,an old kennel-wire fencethickly grown over with honeysuckle,poison ivy, and wild rosesjust beginning to openinto the ...
'Tis deepest Mid-day! Not a sound is heard, Save this low insect-murmur; which yet seems No voice from mere capricious things of ...
Not in shifting undulations Has the word of God been spoken,But in constant revelations, Never silent, never broken.Not in sudden brightness glaring, Soon ...
AMID the loveliest of all lonely vales,Couched in soft silences of mountain calm,And broadly shadowed both by pine and palm,O'er ...
THE sultry sun Burn'd hotter in December than the skies Of our far land in June; within a bower, Where ...
'TWAS eve; the broadly shining sun Its long, celestial course, had run; The twilight heaven, so soft and blue, Met ...
All Things will DieClearly the blue river chimes in its flowing Under my eye;Warmly and broadly the south ...
Wherefore, unlaurell'd Boy, Whom the contemptuous Muse will not inspire,With a sad kind of joy Still sing'st thou to thy ...
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
Aunt Sue's side yard up on the hill heavy pedaling with my bike up to do the mowing One of ...
The snap of the apple fresh-picked from the orchard the juices, sticky, drizzling down in my beard the bumblebees humming ...
An offering, on the table, the altar of faith sharing His bread, His cup, all of us around the work, ...
Clearly the blue river chimes in its flowing Under my eye; Warmly and broadly the south winds are blowing Over ...
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