The Lover’s Secret (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
WHAT ailed young Lucius? Art had vainly triedTo guess his ill, and found herself defied.The Augur plied his legendary skill;Useless; ...
WHAT ailed young Lucius? Art had vainly triedTo guess his ill, and found herself defied.The Augur plied his legendary skill;Useless; ...
The rain is playing its soft pleasant tune Fitfully on the skylight, and the shade Of the fast flying clouds across my ...
I sometimes take you in my dreams to a far-off land I used to know,Back in the ages long ago; ...
Sure, to the mansions of the blestWhen infant innocence ascends,Some angel, brighter than the rest,The spotless spirit's flight attends.On wings ...
Airy spirits, you who loveCooling bower, or shady grove;Streams that murmur as they flow,Zephyrs bland that softly blow;Babbling echo, or ...
If sometimes in the haunts of men Thine image from my breast may fade,The lonely hour presents again The semblance of thy ...
As is the rock, his seat, gazing whole daysWith wandering eye on all the watery waste.Now striving to believe the ...
Mild offspring of a dark and sullen sire!Whose modest form, so delicately fine,Was nursed in whirling stormsAnd cradled in the ...
In which calm home of happy life and loveLigged our Lord Buddha, knowing not of woe,Nor want, nor pain, nor ...
An Incident in One Act.PERSONS. THE KING, THE QUEEN, EARL ATHULF, THE MINSTREL.Heralds, Pages, Men-at-Arms, Sentries. TIME: THE PAST.SCENE:Night in ...
THE CONFIDANT.Anna was young and lovely--in her eyeThe glance of beauty, in her cheek the dye:Her shape was slender, and ...
Resplendent as on that great morn he rose, When, from the inmost depth of heaven's immense, The bright eternal solitude ...
In bloom gemm'd depths, where Sylvan branches meetAbove dim paths, that thread a still retreat;Where light on tip-toe shy, steals ...
Now is thy fragrant garland made complete,Maturing year! but as its many dyesMingle in rainbow hues divinely sweet,They fade and ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
Summer laid her simple Hat On its boundless Shelf -- Unobserved -- a Ribbon slipt, Snatch it for yourself. Summer ...
From all I've done and all I've said let them not seek to find who I've been. An obstacle stood ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, ...
Perplexed and troubled at his bad success The Tempter stood, nor had what to reply, Discovered in his fraud, thrown ...
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