Poem For The Two Hundred And Fiftieth Anniversary Of The Founding Of Harvard College (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
TWICE had the mellowing sun of autumn crownedThe hundredth circle of his yearly round,When, as we meet to-day, our fathers ...
TWICE had the mellowing sun of autumn crownedThe hundredth circle of his yearly round,When, as we meet to-day, our fathers ...
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 ...
AN ACADEMIC POEM1829-1879Read at the Commencement Dinner of the Alumni of HarvardUniversity, June 25, 1879.WHILE fond, sad memories all around ...
A sick man's chamber, though it often boastThe grateful presence of a literal toast,Can hardly claim, amidst its various wealth,The ...
"Will I come?" That is pleasant! I beg to inquireIf the gun that I carry has ever missed fire?And which ...
WHO of all statesmen is his country's pride,Her councils' prompter and her leaders' guide?He speaks; the nation holds its breath ...
PRESENTED BY GEORGE W. CHILDS, OF PHILADELPHIAWELCOME, thrice welcome is thy silvery gleam,Thou long-imprisoned stream!Welcome the tinkle of thy crystal ...
IT is a pity and a shame--alas! alas! I know it is,To tread the trodden grapes again, but so it ...
READ AT THE TWO HUNDREDTH ANNIVERSARYIs it a weanling's weakness for the pastThat in the stormy, rebel-breeding town,Swept clean of ...
AUTOCRAT-PROFESSOR-POETAT A BOOKSTOREAnno Domini 1972A CRAZY bookcase, placed beforeA low-price dealer's open door;Therein arrayed in broken rowsA ragged crew of ...
How long will this harp which you once loved to hearCheat your lips of a smile or your eyes of ...
Come back to your mother, ye children, for shame,Who have wandered like truants for riches or fame!With a smile on ...
JULY 31, 1865WHEN treason first began the strifeThat crimsoned sea and shore,The Nation poured her hoarded lifeOn Freedom's threshing-floor;From field ...
No mystic charm, no mortal art,Can bid our loved companions stay;The bands that clasp them to our heartSnap in death's ...
TO J. L. MOTLEYYES, we knew we must lose him,--though friendship may claimTo blend her green leaves with the laurels ...
WAN-VISAGED thing! thy virgin leafTo me looks more than deadly pale,Unknowing what may stain thee yet,--A poem or a tale.Who ...
THERE is no time like the old time, when you and I were young,When the buds of April blossomed, and ...
TO J. F. CLARKEWHO is the shepherd sent to lead,Through pastures green, the Master's sheep?What guileless 'Israelite indeed'The folded flock ...
THE sun-browned girl, whose limbs reclineWhen noon her languid hand has laidHot on the green flakes of the pine,Beneath its ...
WHAT is a poet's love?--To write a girl a sonnet,To get a ring, or some such thing,And fustianize upon it.What ...
HE died not as the martyr dies,Wrapped in his living shroud of flame;He fell not as the warrior falls,Gasping upon ...
THE two proud sisters of the sea,In glory and in doom!--Well may the eternal waters beTheir broad, unsculptured tomb!The wind ...
SAY not the Poet dies! Though in the dust he lies, He cannot forfeit his melodious breath, Unsphered by envious ...
COME, dear old comrade, you and I Will steal an hour from days gone by, The shining days when life ...
WE count the broken lyres that rest Where the sweet wailing singers slumber, But o'er their silent sister's breast The ...
FLAG of the heroes who left us their glory, Borne through their battle-fields' thunder and flame, Blazoned in song and ...
YES, write, if you want to, there's nothing like trying; Who knows what a treasure your casket may hold? I'll ...
OH for one hour of youthful joy! Give back my twentieth spring! I'd rather laugh, a bright-haired boy, Than reign, ...
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