For Whittier’s Seventieth Birthday (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
DECEMBER 17, 1877I BELIEVE that the copies of verses I've spun,Like Scheherezade's tales, are a thousand and one;You remember the ...
DECEMBER 17, 1877I BELIEVE that the copies of verses I've spun,Like Scheherezade's tales, are a thousand and one;You remember the ...
Beams of the daybreak faint! I hailYour dubious hues, as on the robeOf night, which wraps the slumbering globe,I mark ...
THERE are who buskin'd stalk, whose whine or raveMight sleeping Nature wake from out her grave;There are, Thalia! who thy ...
TO David Garrick, Esq;——— Ridiculum acriFortius ac melius magnas plerumque secat res. HoracePreface:The Author begs Leave to premise, that in ...
Rehearse to me ye sacred Sisters nine:The golden brood of great Apolloes wit,Those piteous plaints and sorrowful sad tine,Which late ...
Thy forests, Windsor! and thy green retreats,At once the Monarch's and the Muse's seats,Invite my lays. Be present, sylvan maids!Unlock ...
To draw no envy, Shakespeare, on thy name, Am I thus ample to thy book and fame; While ...
To draw no envy, Shakespeare, on thy name, Am I thus ample to thy book and fame;While I confess thy ...
Written for the benefit of a distressed Player, detainedat Brighthelmstone for Debt, November 1792. WHEN in a thousand swarms, the ...
I, too, at length discerned great Hercules' energy mighty,— Saw his shade. He himself was not, alas, to be ...
FAR from contention, envy, strife,Be mine the tranquil path of life,To lift the cottage simple latch,Where woodbines climb the lowly ...
Thro' ev'ry part, of grief or mirth, To which the mimic stage gives birth, I ne'er, as yet, with truth ...
IProjected from the bilious Childe,This clatterjaw his foot could setOn Alps, without a breast beguiledTo glow in shedding rascal sweat.Somewhere ...
E—-A scorns to make her Audience weep,She's better bred,—composes them to sleep;L? Tendre—Virtue—load the wearied Page,'Tis a-la-mode P?ri—no buskin Rage—Not ...
To draw no envy, Shakespeare, on thy name Am I thus ample to thy book and fame; While I confess ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
HAIL, Poesie! thou Nymph reserv'd! In chase o' thee, what crowds hae swerv'd Frae common sense, or sunk enerv'd 'Mang ...
O holy virgin! clad in purest white, Unlock heav'n's golden gates, and issue forth; Awake the dawn that sleeps in ...
Under my window-ledge the waters race, Otters below and moor-hens on the top, Run for a mile undimmed in Heaven's ...
I, too, at length discerned great Hercules' energy mighty,-- Saw his shade. He himself was not, alas, to be seen. ...
OCTOBER: Ægloga DecimaPIERCE & CUDDIE Cuddie, for shame hold up thy heavye head, And let us cast with what delight ...
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