For The Burns Centennial Celebration (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
JANUARY 25, 1859His birthday.--Nay, we need not speakThe name each heart is beating,--Each glistening eye and flushing cheekIn light and ...
JANUARY 25, 1859His birthday.--Nay, we need not speakThe name each heart is beating,--Each glistening eye and flushing cheekIn light and ...
1What precious thing are you making fastIn all these silken lines?And where and to whom will it go at last?Such ...
I charge you, O winds of the West, O winds with the wings of the dove,That ye blow o'er the ...
ISecluded, solitary on some underbough,Or cradled in a leaf, 'mid glimmering light,Like Puck thou crouchest: Haply watching howThe slow toadstool ...
NOW are the days of greyness and of gloom; Now are the heavens expressionless and sad: Crisp winter has departed, yet the ...
Autumn in nature and autumn in our faces.The sultry breeze enfeebles, the glowering sunOppresses the ailing spirit in our breasts,Shrivels ...
Autumn in nature and autumn in our faces.The sultry breeze enfeebles, the glowering sunOppresses the ailing spirit in our breasts,Shrivels ...
To SAROJINI NAIDU A YOUTH OF SHEBA. THE QUEEN OF SHEBA. THE HERALD. ...
In the fourth month summer shines; In the sixth the heat declines. Nature thus grants men relief; Tyranny gives only ...
I. With the light just quenched in their eyes They lie in their graves 'neath the skies, ...
Midsummer noon: and the timbered wallsstart in the heat;and the children sag listlessly over the desks,with bloodless faces oozing sweatsipped ...
The blizzards and the cold of the North take their tollIn the regions that lie farther south.You will see cattle ...
Once more the changed year's turning wheel returns:And as a girl sails balanced in the wind,And now before and now ...
NOW that the curtains are drawn close Now that the fire burns low, And on her ...
Something inspires the only cow of late To make no more of a wall than an open gate, And think ...
(A Virginia Legend.) The Planting of the Hemp. Captain Hawk scourged clean the seas (Black is the gap below the ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
1 WEAPON, shapely, naked, wan! Head from the mother's bowels drawn! Wooded flesh and metal bone! limb only one, and ...
I THE bronze General Grant riding a bronze horse in Lincoln Park Shrivels in the sun by day when the ...
Thinking of Caroline Herschel (1750-1848), astronomer, sister of William; and others. A woman in the shape of a monster a ...
O'ER fallow plains and fertile meads, AURORA lifts the torch of day; The shad'wy brow of Night recedes, Cold dew-drops ...
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