The School-Boy (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
THESE hallowed precincts, long to memory dear,Smile with fresh welcome as our feet draw near;With softer gales the opening leaves ...
THESE hallowed precincts, long to memory dear,Smile with fresh welcome as our feet draw near;With softer gales the opening leaves ...
White artist he, who, breezeless nights, From tingling stars jocosely whirls, A harlequin in spangled tights, His wand a pot of pounded pearls. The ...
1 A yellow band of light upon the street Pours from an open door, and makes a wide Pathway of ...
Oft have I seen at some cathedral door . A laborer, pausing in the dust and heat, . Lay down ...
Scene--A spacious drawing-room, with music-room adjoining. Katharine. What are the words ? Eliza. Ask our friend, the Improvisatore ; here ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
Do not because this day I have grown saturnine Imagine that lost love, inseparable from my thought Because I have ...
This is the yarn he told me As we sat in Casey's Bar, That Rooshun mug who scammed from the ...
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