In Response (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
Breakfast at the Century Club, New York, May, 1879.SUCH kindness! the scowl of a cynic would soften,His pulse beat its ...
Breakfast at the Century Club, New York, May, 1879.SUCH kindness! the scowl of a cynic would soften,His pulse beat its ...
I PRAY thee by the soul of her that bore thee,By thine own sister's spirit I implore thee,Deal gently with ...
YON whey-faced brother, who delights to wearA weedy flux of ill-conditioned hair,Seems of the sort that in a crowded placeOne ...
DECEMBER 9, 1871ONE word to the guest we have gathered to greet!The echoes are longing that word to repeat,--It springs ...
THE FIRST VERSE OF THE SONGBY JOSEPH HOPKINSON "HAIL, Columbia! Happy land! Hail, ye heroes, heaven-born band, Who fought and bled in Freedom's ...
I GIVE you the health of the oldest friendThat, short of eternity, earth can lend,--A friend so faithful and tried ...
AND what shall be the song to-night,If song there needs must be?If every year that brings us hereMust steal an ...
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 ...
WHEN o'er the street the morning peal is flungFrom yon tall belfry with the brazen tongue,Its wide vibrations, wafted by ...
NEW YORK, DECEMBER 22, 1855NEW ENGLAND, we love thee; no time can eraseFrom the hearts of thy children the smile ...
THE dirge is played, the throbbing death-peal rung,The sad-voiced requiem sung;On each white urn where memory dwellsThe wreath of rustling ...
No mystic charm, no mortal art,Can bid our loved companions stay;The bands that clasp them to our heartSnap in death's ...
WHILE far along the eastern skyI saw the flags of Havoc fly,As if his forces would assaultThe sovereign of the ...
HE sleeps not here; in hope and prayerHis wandering flock had gone before,But he, the shepherd, might not shareTheir sorrows ...
THOUGH young no more, we still would dreamOf beauty's dear deluding wiles;The leagues of life to graybeards seemShorter than boyhood's ...
NAY, blame me not; I might have sparedYour patience many a trivial verse,Yet these my earlier welcome shared,So, let the ...
You 'll believe me, dear boys, 't is a pleasure to rise,With a welcome like this in your darling old ...
THE minstrel of the classic layOf love and wine who singsStill found the fingers run astrayThat touched the rebel strings.Of ...
THE glory has passed from the goldenrod's plume,The purple-hued asters still linger in bloomThe birch is bright yellow, the sumachs ...
ASTRONOMER, MATHEMATICIAN. 1809-1890FOR him the Architect of allUnroofed our planet's starlit hall;Through voids unknown to worlds unseenHis clearer vision rose ...
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 ...
I BRING the simplest pledge of love,Friend of my earlier days;Mine is the hand without the glove,The heart-beat, not the ...
THAT age was older once than now,In spite of locks untimely shed,Or silvered on the youthful brow;That babes make love ...
COME, heap the fagots! Ere we goAgain the cheerful hearth shall glow;We 'll have another blaze, my boys!When clouds are ...
AT THE DINNER TO THE PRESIDENT,BOSTON, JUNE 26, 1877How to address him? awkward, it is trueCall him "Great Father," as ...
I 'm ashamed,--that 's the fact,--it 's a pitiful case,--Won't any kind classmate get up in my place?Just remember how ...
AT A DINNER GIVEN HIM ON HIS EIGHTIETH BIRTHDAY,DECEMBER 12, 1885With a bronze statuette of John of Bologna's Mercury,presented by ...
THERE 's a thing that grows by the fainting flower,And springs in the shade of the lady's bower;The lily shrinks, ...
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