Chanson Without Music (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
BY THE PROFESSOR EMERITUS OF DEAD AND LIVE LANGUAGESPHI BETA KAPPA.--CAMBRIDGE, 1867You bid me sing,--can I forgetThe classic ode of ...
BY THE PROFESSOR EMERITUS OF DEAD AND LIVE LANGUAGESPHI BETA KAPPA.--CAMBRIDGE, 1867You bid me sing,--can I forgetThe classic ode of ...
H. W. L.PRIDE of the sister realm so long our own,We claim with her that spotless fame of thine,White as ...
No mystic charm, no mortal art,Can bid our loved companions stay;The bands that clasp them to our heartSnap in death's ...
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 ...
PHI BETA KAPPAWENDELL PHILLIPS, ORATOR; CHARLES GODFREY LELAND, POET1881"THE Dutch have taken Holland,"--so the schoolboys used to say;The Dutch have ...
PROUDLY, beneath her glittering dome,Our three-hilled city greets the morn;Here Freedom found her virgin home,--The Bethlehem where her babe was ...
TRANSLATION FROM THE ENEID, BOOK I.THE god looked out upon the troubled deepWaked into tumult from its placid sleep;The flame ...
ASTRONOMER, MATHEMATICIAN. 1809-1890FOR him the Architect of allUnroofed our planet's starlit hall;Through voids unknown to worlds unseenHis clearer vision rose ...
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 ...
WRITTEN AT SEAIF sometimes in the dark blue eye,Or in the deep red wine,Or soothed by gentlest melody,Still warms this ...
TEACHERS of teachers! Yours the task,Noblest that noble minds can ask,High up Aonia's murmurous mount,To watch, to guard the sacred ...
VEX not the Muse with idle prayers,--She will not hear thy call;She steals upon thee unawares,Or seeks thee not at ...
THUS I lift the sash, so longShut against the flight of song;All too late for vain excuse,--Lo, my captive rhymes ...
MARCH 8, 1882THE waves unbuild the wasting shore;Where mountains towered the billows sweep,Yet still their borrowed spoils restore,And build new ...
I love all sights of earth and skies, From flowers that glow to stars that shine; The comet and the ...
WHERE is this patriarch you are kindly greeting? Not unfamiliar to my ear his name, Nor yet unknown to many ...
I WROTE some lines once on a time In wondrous merry mood, And thought, as usual, men would say They ...
YES, write, if you want to, there's nothing like trying; Who knows what a treasure your casket may hold? I'll ...
THIS is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main,-- The venturous bark that flings On the ...
HAS there any old fellow got mixed with the boys? If there has, take him out, without making a noise. ...
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