Astraea: The Balance Of Illusions (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
WHAT secret charm, long whispering in mine ear,Allures, attracts, compels, and chains me here,Where murmuring echoes call me to resignTheir ...
WHAT secret charm, long whispering in mine ear,Allures, attracts, compels, and chains me here,Where murmuring echoes call me to resignTheir ...
Have the poets left in the garment a place for a patch to be patched by me; and did you ...
"Oh, dear, this utterly sweltering season of the highly rampant sun is drawing nigh, and it will always be good ...
NOVEMBER 3, 1864O EVEN-HANDED Nature! we confessThis life that men so honor, love, and blessHas filled thine olden measure. Not ...
THOU darest not love me! - thou canst only seeThe great gulf set between us. Hadst thou love,'T would bear ...
In the summer sunshineLilian swings at ease,In a silken hammock'Neath umbrageous trees.Fairest, sweetest blossomIn that bower of bloom,Care hath never ...
FEBRUARY 16, 1874THE painter's and the poet's fameShed their twinned lustre round his name,To gild our story-teller's art,Where each in ...
Have the poets left in the garment a place for a patch to be patched by me; and did you ...
"A prince I was, blue-eyed, and fair in face,Of temper amorous, as the first of May,With lengths of yellow ringlet, ...
Have the poets left in the garment a place for a patch to be patched by me;and did you know ...
Hear'st thou that sound upon the window pane?Said the youth softly, as outstretched he layWhere for an hour outstretched he ...
1.LORD, I do choose the higher than my will.I would be handled by thy nursing armsAfter thy will, not my ...
Golden lights and lengthening shadows,Flings the splendid sun declining,O'er the monastery gardenRich in flower, fruit and foliage.Through the avenue of ...
"NOW England lessens on my sight; The bastioned front of Wales, Discolored and indefinite, There like a cloud-wreath ...
COLD philosophers, so aptWith your formulas exacting,In your problems so enwrapt,And your theories distracting;Webs of metaphysic doubtOn your wheels forever ...
(to where the ashes of both my parents are strewn) i) ok the pair of you lie still what's disturbing ...
Lo! I lament. Fallen is the sixfold Star: Slain is Asar. O twinned with me in the womb of Night! ...
Lo! I lament. Fallen is the sixfold Star: Slain is Asar. O twinned with me in the womb of Night! ...
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
A prince I was, blue-eyed, and fair in face, Of temper amorous, as the first of May, With lengths of ...
As one who in his journey bates at noon, Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel paused Betwixt the ...
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