The Exile’s Secret (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
YE that have faced the billows and the sprayOf good St. Botolph's island-studded bay,As from the gliding bark your eye ...
YE that have faced the billows and the sprayOf good St. Botolph's island-studded bay,As from the gliding bark your eye ...
Far down the lane A window pane Gleams 'mid the trees through night and rain. The weeds are dense Through which a fence Of pickets ...
ISmall twilight singerOf dew and mist: thou ghost-gray, gossamer wingerOf dusk's dim glimmer,How chill thy note sounds; how thy wings ...
From garden-beds I tend, it is not farTo those great ranges where he used to ride;Time's shadowy Door still stands ...
Rosy red the hills appearWith the light of morning,Beauteous clouds, in aether clear,All the east adorning;White through the mist the ...
I like things with roots that know the earth,Trees whose feet, nimble and brown,Wander around in the house of their ...
A FRAGMENTBehold! on an Assyrian quayFast by the town of Nineveh,At moon of night, methought I stoodWhere Tigris went with ...
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