An After-Dinner Poem (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
(TERPSICHORE)Read at the Annual Dinner of the Phi Beta Kappa Society, atCambridge, August 24, 1843.IN narrowest girdle, O reluctant Muse,In ...
(TERPSICHORE)Read at the Annual Dinner of the Phi Beta Kappa Society, atCambridge, August 24, 1843.IN narrowest girdle, O reluctant Muse,In ...
SPEAK, ye stones, I entreat! Oh speak, ye palaces lofty!Utter a word, oh ye streets! Wilt thou not, Genius, awake?All ...
From Australia.OH, tell me, God of Battles! Oh, say what is to come!The King is in his trenches, the millionaire ...
IN ANSWER TO A POETICAL EPISTLE WRITTEN TOME BY HIM IN WALES, SEPTEMBER 1791. WHILE in long exile far from you ...
A beauteous Queen by furious zeal pursu'd,With sense and science in young life imbu'd,A Patriot who has earn'd the meed ...
I.Believe me, Edwards, to restrainThe licence of a railer's tongueIs what but seldom men obtainBy sense or wit, by prose ...
Love cannot call her back again,But oh! it may presumeWith ceaseless accents to complain,All wildly near her tomb.A madd'ning mirage ...
How dull the wretch, whose philosophic mindDisdains the pleasures of fantastic kind;Whose prosy thoughts the joys of life exclude,And wreck ...
Vex not thou the banker's mind(His what?) with a show of sense,Vex it not, Willie, his mind,Or pierce its pretenceOn ...
Good-bye, proud world! I'm going home;Thou art my friend, and I'm not thine.Long through thy weary crowds I roam;A river-ark ...
I heard there was no place among the powersFor Beauty; that she stands not in the plan;That even the tints ...
Part IVisions in the SmokeRest, and be thankful! On the verge Of the tall cliff rugged and grey,But whose granite ...
The troubles of life are many, The pleasures of life are few;When we sat in the sunlight, Annie, I dreamt ...
Evening and morning, midnight and mid noon,For twice five lustres, this my cell hath been,My pleasure-house and prison.—I did swear,Kissing ...
England, cannot thy shores boast bards as great,And hearts as good as ever blest a State?When arts were rude and ...
WHITE steeds of ocean, that leap with a hollow and wearisome roarOn the bar of ironstone steep, not a fathom's ...
He comes as a man who has lived 'mid men With the gloss and the polish off;And truth flows free ...
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
Good-by, proud world, I'm going home, Thou'rt not my friend, and I'm not thine; Long through thy weary crowds I ...
Two souls diverse out of our human sight Pass, followed one with love and each with wonder: The stormy sophist ...
'Perspective betrays with its dichotomy: train tracks always meet, not here, but only in the impossible mind's eye; horizons beat ...
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