Astraea: The Balance Of Illusions (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
WHAT secret charm, long whispering in mine ear,Allures, attracts, compels, and chains me here,Where murmuring echoes call me to resignTheir ...
WHAT secret charm, long whispering in mine ear,Allures, attracts, compels, and chains me here,Where murmuring echoes call me to resignTheir ...
THESE hallowed precincts, long to memory dear,Smile with fresh welcome as our feet draw near;With softer gales the opening leaves ...
THIS is our place of meeting; oppositeThat towered and pillared building: look at it;King's Chapel in the Second George's day,Rebellion ...
READ AT A MEETING OF THE BOSTON BRIC-A-BRACCLUB, FEBRUARY 21, 1877WHEN rose the cry "Great Pan is dead!"And Jove's high ...
IT may be, yes, it must be, Time that bringsAn end to mortal things,That sends the beggar Winter in the ...
IN the hour of twilight shadowsThe Pilgrim sire looked out;He thought of the "bloudy Salvages"That lurked all round about,Of Wituwamet's ...
AND can it be you've found a placeWithin this consecrated space,That makes so fine a show,For one of Rip Van ...
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 ...
THERE was a sound of hurrying feet,A tramp on echoing stairs,There was a rush along the aisles,--It was the hour ...
AUGUST 29, 1859I REMEMBER--why, yes! God bless me! and was it so long ago?I fear I'm growing forgetful, as old ...
Breakfast at the Century Club, New York, May, 1879.SUCH kindness! the scowl of a cynic would soften,His pulse beat its ...
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 ...
As through the forest, disarrayedBy chill November, late I strayed,A lonely minstrel of the woodWas singing to the solitudeI loved ...
As the voice of the watch to the mariner's dream,As the footstep of Spring on the ice-girdled stream,There comes a ...
J. A.ONE memory trembles on our lips;It throbs in every breast;In tear-dimmed eyes, in mirth's eclipse,The shadow stands confessed.O silent ...
"A SPANISH GIRL IN REVERIE,"SHE twirled the string of golden beads,That round her neck was hung,---My grandsire's gift; the good ...
THE glory has passed from the goldenrod's plume,The purple-hued asters still linger in bloomThe birch is bright yellow, the sumachs ...
PRELUDE TO "ILLUSTRATED POEMS"FULL well I know the frozen hand has comeThat smites the songs of grove and garden dumb,And ...
AS on the gauzy wings of fancy flying From some far orb I track our watery sphere,Home of the struggling, suffering, ...
WHEN Advent dawns with lessening days,While earth awaits the angels' hymn;When bare as branching coral swaysIn whistling winds each leafless ...
THERE 's a thing that grows by the fainting flower,And springs in the shade of the lady's bower;The lily shrinks, ...
No more the summer floweret charms,The leaves will soon be sere,And Autumn folds his jewelled armsAround the dying year;So, ere ...
Not premeditatedTHE clock has struck noon; ere it thrice tell the hoursWe shall meet round the table that blushes with ...
FESTIVAL OF THE ALUMNI, 1857THE noon of summer sheds its rayOn Harvard's holy ground;The Matron calls, the sons obey,And gather ...
WHERE, girt around by savage foes,Our nurturing Mother's shelter rose,Behold, the lofty temple stands,Reared by her children's grateful hands!Firm are ...
LADY, life's sweetest lesson wouldst thou learn,Come thou with me to Love's enchanted bowerHigh overhead the trellised roses burn;Beneath thy ...
I ENCHANTER of Erin, whose magic has bound us, Thy wand for one moment we fondly would claim, Entranced while ...
SAY not the Poet dies! Though in the dust he lies, He cannot forfeit his melodious breath, Unsphered by envious ...
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