Two Sonnets: Harvard (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
At the meeting of the New York Harvard Club,February 21, 1878."CHRISTO ET ECCLESLE." 1700To GOD'S ANOINTED AND HIS CHOSEN FLOCKSo ...
At the meeting of the New York Harvard Club,February 21, 1878."CHRISTO ET ECCLESLE." 1700To GOD'S ANOINTED AND HIS CHOSEN FLOCKSo ...
I thought my simple tale was fully told, My joys and sorrows settled into peace, I thought my thraldom had received release, Since ...
I sent my love two roses, - oneAs white as driven snow,And one a blushing royal red,A flaming Jacqueminot.I meant ...
I have golden shoesTo make me fleet.They are like the windUnderneath my feet.When my lover's kissIs overbold,I can run awayIn ...
Sword of Common Sense! -Our surest gift: the sacred chainOf man to man: firm earth for trustIn structures vowed to ...
Dawn-cool, dew-coolGleams the surface of my poolBird haunted, fern enchanted,Where but tempered spirits rule;Stars do not trace their mystic linesIn ...
And when, at lastEscaped,-so many a green slope built on slopeBetwixt me and the enemy's house behind,I dared to rest, ...
Sweet watcher by the wounded; undefiledPitier, in whom earth's fallen might beholdThe crystal's purity without its cold;Pale, passionate weeper o'er ...
Today her Majesty was wroth and cold, Because I trifled when her heart was sad: How in her arms could ...
He knows the safe ways and unsafeAnd he will lead the lambs to fold,Gathering them with his merry pipe,The gentle ...
I play at Riches -- to appease The Clamoring for Gold -- It kept me from a Thief, I think, ...
I. Stand still, true poet that you are! I know you; let me try and draw you. Some night you'll ...
I. He was a Grecian lad, who coming home With pulpy figs and wine from Sicily Stood at his galley's ...
It is full winter now: the trees are bare, Save where the cattle huddle from the cold Beneath the pine, ...
I am weary of lying within the chase When the knights are meeting in market-place. Nay, go not thou to ...
The cow-moose comes to water, and the beaver's overbold, The net is in the eddy of the stream; The teepee ...
It's mighty quiet in the house Since Mary Ellen quit me cold; I've swept the hearth and fed the mouse ...
Hot August noon: already on that day Since sunrise through the Wiltshire downs, most sad Of mouth and eye, he ...
Our hands have met, our lips have met Our souls - who knows when the wind blows How light souls ...
It was the Great Alexander, Capped with a golden helm, Sate in the ages, in his floating ship, In a ...
"O Trade! O Trade! would thou wert dead! The Time needs heart -- 'tis tired of head: We're all for ...
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