Two Poems To Harriet Beecher Stowe (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
ON HER SEVENTIETH BIRTHDAY, JUNE 14, 1882I. AT THE SUMMITSISTER, we bid you welcome,--we who standOn the high table-land;We who ...
ON HER SEVENTIETH BIRTHDAY, JUNE 14, 1882I. AT THE SUMMITSISTER, we bid you welcome,--we who standOn the high table-land;We who ...
In the courts of truth tread softly, Though your tread be firm and bold;Your steps may awaken echoes, Resounding through years untold.The ...
I, after difficult entry through my mother's bloodAnd stumbling childhood (hitting my head against the world);I, intricate, easily unshipped, untracked, ...
Let the raging billow crush the vessel,But don't distract me - I must seekThe supporting central fulcrumOf all men's dreams.I ...
A rose in the high garden you desire.A wheel in the pure syntax of steel.The mountain stripped bare of Impressionist ...
How long, ah me! this weary heart hath strivenWith vanity, and with a wild desire!How long, and yet how long, ...
Toil, toil, toil,Ever, unceasingly;The sun gets up, and the sun goes down,Alike in the city, in field or town,He brings ...
I, after difficult entry through my mother's bloodAnd stumbling childhood (hitting my head against the world);I, intricate, easily unshipped, untracked, ...
I, after difficult entry through my mother's blood And stumbling childhood (hitting my head against the world); I, intricate, easily ...
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