The Mother’s Secret (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
How sweet the sacred legend--if unblamedIn my slight verse such holy things are named--Of Mary's secret hours of hidden joy,Silent, ...
How sweet the sacred legend--if unblamedIn my slight verse such holy things are named--Of Mary's secret hours of hidden joy,Silent, ...
WHAT ailed young Lucius? Art had vainly triedTo guess his ill, and found herself defied.The Augur plied his legendary skill;Useless; ...
Fair Cousin, thy pageis small to encagethe thoughts which engagethe mind of a sage, such as I am;'Twere in teaspoon to ...
We used to play, long before we bought real houses.A roll of the dice could send a girl to jail.The ...
The day after Christmas, young Albert Were what's called, confined to his bed, With a tight kind of pain in ...
There can be certain potions needled in the clock for the body's fall from grace, to untorture and to plead ...
Baby Babbles--only one, Now to sit up has begun. Little Babbles quite turned two Walks as well as I and ...
The baby in the looking-glass Is smiling through at me; She has her teaspoon in her hand, Her feeder on ...
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