Poem At The Centennial Anniversary Dinner Of The Massachusetts Medical Society (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
JUNE 8, 1881THREE paths there be where Learning's favored sons,Trained in the schools which hold her favored ones,Follow their several ...
JUNE 8, 1881THREE paths there be where Learning's favored sons,Trained in the schools which hold her favored ones,Follow their several ...
'Tis like stirring living embers when, at eighty, one remembersAll the achings and the quakings of "the times that tried ...
YE that have faced the billows and the sprayOf good St. Botolph's island-studded bay,As from the gliding bark your eye ...
DEDICATED BY A CONTRIBUTOR TO THE COLLEGIAN,1830, TO THE EDITORS OF THE HARVARD ADVOCATE, 1876.'T WAS on the famous trotting-ground,The ...
NEW YORK, DECEMBER 3, 1873HANG out our banners on the stately towerIt dawns at last--the long-expected hour!The steep is climbed, ...
I LIKE, at times, to hear the steeples' chimesWith sober thoughts impressively that mingle;But sometimes, too, I rather like--don't you?--To ...
READ AT A MEETING OF THE BOSTON BRIC-A-BRACCLUB, FEBRUARY 21, 1877WHEN rose the cry "Great Pan is dead!"And Jove's high ...
"Will I come?" That is pleasant! I beg to inquireIf the gun that I carry has ever missed fire?And which ...
CAMBRIDGE, JULY 21, 1865FOUR summers coined their golden light in leaves,Four wasteful autumns flung them to the gale,Four winters wore ...
A BALLADIT was the stalwart butcher man,That knit his swarthy brow,And said the gentle Pig must die,And sealed it with ...
PRECISELY. I see it. You all want to sayThat a tear is too sad and a laugh is too gay;You ...
COME, spread your wings, as I spread mine,And leave the crowded hallFor where the eyes of twilight shineO'er evening's western ...
A PROLOGUE? Well, of course the ladies know,--I have my doubts. No matter,--here we go!What is a Prologue? Let our ...
1862'T is midnight: through my troubled dreamLoud wails the tempest's cry;Before the gale, with tattered sail,A ship goes plunging by.What ...
I.FALLEN with autumn's falling leafEre yet his summer's noon was past,Our friend, our guide, our trusted chief,--What words can match ...
THE house was crammed from roof to floor,Heads piled on heads at every door;Half dead with August's seething heatI crowded ...
HERE 's the old cruiser, 'Twenty-nine,Forty times she 's crossed the line;Same old masts and sails and crew,Tight and tough ...
CENTENNIAL CELEBRATION, SEPTEMBER 14, 1869BONAPARTE, AUGUST 15, 1769.-HUMBOLDT, SEPTEMBER 14, 1769ERE yet the warning chimes of midnight sound,Set back the ...
AN ELECTRO-CHEMICAL ECLOGUEThe first messages received through the submarine cablewere sent by an electrical expert, a mysterious personagewho signed himself ...
THE summer dawn is breakingOn Auburn's tangled bowers,The golden light is wakingOn Harvard's ancient towers;The sun is in the skyThat ...
BRAVE singer of the coming time,Sweet minstrel of the joyous present,Crowned with the noblest wreath of rhyme,The holly-leaf of Ayrshire's ...
JULY 31, 1865WHEN treason first began the strifeThat crimsoned sea and shore,The Nation poured her hoarded lifeOn Freedom's threshing-floor;From field ...
INTRA MUROSTHE sunbeams, lost for half a year,Slant through my pane their morning rays;For dry northwesters cold and clear,The east ...
BY THE PROFESSOR EMERITUS OF DEAD AND LIVE LANGUAGESPHI BETA KAPPA.--CAMBRIDGE, 1867You bid me sing,--can I forgetThe classic ode of ...
JANUARY 25, 1859His birthday.--Nay, we need not speakThe name each heart is beating,--Each glistening eye and flushing cheekIn light and ...
H. W. L.PRIDE of the sister realm so long our own,We claim with her that spotless fame of thine,White as ...
A PURITAN WAR SONGWHERE are you going, soldiers,With banner, gun, and sword?We 're marching South to CanaanTo battle for the ...
HE sleeps not here; in hope and prayerHis wandering flock had gone before,But he, the shepherd, might not shareTheir sorrows ...
AN APPEALLISTEN, young heroes! your country is calling!Time strikes the hour for the brave and the true!Now, while the foremost ...
'Qui vive?' The sentry's musket rings,The channelled bayonet gleams;High o'er him, like a raven's wingsThe broad tricolored banner flingsIts shadow, ...
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