Poem For The Two Hundred And Fiftieth Anniversary Of The Founding Of Harvard College (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
TWICE had the mellowing sun of autumn crownedThe hundredth circle of his yearly round,When, as we meet to-day, our fathers ...
TWICE had the mellowing sun of autumn crownedThe hundredth circle of his yearly round,When, as we meet to-day, our fathers ...
WOODSTOCK, CONN., JULY 4, 1877NOT to myself this breath of vesper song,Not to these patient friends, this kindly throng,Not to ...
'Tis an old dial, dark with many a stain; In summer crowned with drifting orchard bloom,Tricked in the autumn with the ...
A solemn Sabbath stillness lies along the Mudville lanes,Among the crags of Shantytown a peaceful quiet reigns,For down upon McCarty's ...
I"I BELT the morn with ribboned mist; With baldricked blue I gird the noon,And dusk with purple, crimson-kissed, White-buckled with the hunter's-moon."These ...
Violets peer out in streaksOn the covered ribsOf hills, and meet the airIn a million tremblingLips on fields throughout the ...
THEY tell us that the Muse is soon to fly hence,Leaving the bowers of song that once were dear,Her robes ...
THE dreamy earth is flooded o'erWith warm and hazy light,September's latest boon, beforeShe feels the hoar frost in the night;And, ...
LET greener lands and bluer skies,If such the wide earth shows,With fairer cheeks and brighter eyes,Match us the star and ...
Infinite consanguinity it bearsThis tendered theme of you that lightRetrieves from sea plains where the skyResigns a breast that every ...
WIND-SILVERED willows hedge the stream,And all within is hushed and cool.The water, in an endless dream,Goes sliding down from pool ...
THE knowledge of loveIs like sudden sun upon a river--The slipping waterIs instantly opaque and glorious.No longer can we look ...
INever and never, my girl riding far and nearIn the land of the hearthstone tales, and spelled asleep,Fear or believe ...
Row after row with strict impunityThe headstones yield their names to the element,The wind whirs without recollection;In the riven troughs ...
(Battleships of the Coronation Naval Review, Spithead, England, June 24,1911.) Hail, sceptered Mars, great god of wars! ...
What waspish whim of Fate Was this that bade you hereHold dim, unhonored state, No single courtier near? Is there, ...
Puss with a ribbon met pussy with none.Who stopped for a friendly chat;But the ribboned Pussy said coldly "Begone,You common, ...
I walk down the garden paths, And all the daffodils Are blowing, and the bright blue squills. I walk down ...
Above the portico a flag-staff, bearing the Union Jack, remained fluttering in the flames for some time, but ultimately when ...
Over the terminal, the arms and chest of the god brightened by snow. Formerly mercury, formerly silver, surface yellowed by ...
There's a breathless hush in the Close to-night -- Ten to make and the match to win -- A bumping ...
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