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 ...
WHAT secret charm, long whispering in mine ear,Allures, attracts, compels, and chains me here,Where murmuring echoes call me to resignTheir ...
(TERPSICHORE)Read at the Annual Dinner of the Phi Beta Kappa Society, atCambridge, August 24, 1843.IN narrowest girdle, O reluctant Muse,In ...
WOODSTOCK, CONN., JULY 4, 1877NOT to myself this breath of vesper song,Not to these patient friends, this kindly throng,Not to ...
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 ...
ANGEL of Death! extend thy silent reign!Stretch thy dark sceptre o'er this new domainNo sable car along the winding roadHas ...
IN the hour of twilight shadowsThe Pilgrim sire looked out;He thought of the "bloudy Salvages"That lurked all round about,Of Wituwamet's ...
THE DIVINE VOICEGo seek thine earth-born sisters,--thus the VoiceThat all obey,--the sad and silent three;These only, while the hosts of ...
NOT bed-time yet! The night-winds blow,The stars are out,--full well we knowThe nurse is on the stair,With hand of ice ...
NOVEMBER 3, 1864O EVEN-HANDED Nature! we confessThis life that men so honor, love, and blessHas filled thine olden measure. Not ...
PRECISELY. I see it. You all want to sayThat a tear is too sad and a laugh is too gay;You ...
Read at a meeting of the Massachusetts Historical Society.No! never such a draught was pouredSince Hebe served with nectarThe bright ...
MAY 26, 1880SIRE, son, and grandson; so the century glides;Three lives, three strides, three foot-prints in the sand;Silent as midnight's ...
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 ...
WINTER is past; the heart of Nature warmsBeneath the wrecks of unresisted storms;Doubtful at first, suspected more than seen,The southern ...
IT is a pity and a shame--alas! alas! I know it is,To tread the trodden grapes again, but so it ...
PHI BETA KAPPA SOCIETY, 1844I WAS thinking last night, as I sat in the cars,With the charmingest prospect of cinders ...
READ AT THE TWO HUNDREDTH ANNIVERSARYIs it a weanling's weakness for the pastThat in the stormy, rebel-breeding town,Swept clean of ...
TERCENTENNIAL CELEBRATIONAPRIL 23, 1864"Who claims our Shakespeare from that realm unknown,Beyond the storm-vexed islands of the deep,Where Genoa's roving mariner ...
O MY lost beauty!--hast thou folded quiteThy wings of morning lightBeyond those iron gatesWhere Life crowds hurrying to the haggard ...
DECEMBER 9, 1871ONE word to the guest we have gathered to greet!The echoes are longing that word to repeat,--It springs ...
INTRA MUROSTHE sunbeams, lost for half a year,Slant through my pane their morning rays;For dry northwesters cold and clear,The east ...
1819-1891THOU shouldst have sung the swan-song for the choirThat filled our groves with music till the dayLit the last hilltop ...
NEW YORK, DECEMBER 22, 1855NEW ENGLAND, we love thee; no time can eraseFrom the hearts of thy children the smile ...
THOUGH young no more, we still would dreamOf beauty's dear deluding wiles;The leagues of life to graybeards seemShorter than boyhood's ...
THE sun is fading in the skies,And evening shades are gathering fast;Fair city, ere that sun shall rise,Thy night hath ...
YES, lady! I can ne'er forget,That once in other years we met;Thy memory may perchance recallA festal eve, a rose-wreathed ...
THE sun stepped down from his golden throne.And lay in the silent sea,And the Lily had folded her satin leaves,For ...
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