Iris, Her Book (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
I PRAY thee by the soul of her that bore thee,By thine own sister's spirit I implore thee,Deal gently with ...
I PRAY thee by the soul of her that bore thee,By thine own sister's spirit I implore thee,Deal gently with ...
I must leave thee, lady sweetMonths shall waste before we meet;Winds are fair and sails are spread,Anchors leave their ocean ...
JULY 31, 1865WHEN treason first began the strifeThat crimsoned sea and shore,The Nation poured her hoarded lifeOn Freedom's threshing-floor;From field ...
YON whey-faced brother, who delights to wearA weedy flux of ill-conditioned hair,Seems of the sort that in a crowded placeOne ...
A NIGHTMARE DREAM BY DAYLIGHTDo you know the Old Man of the Sea, of the Sea?Have you met with that ...
JANUARY 18, 1856WHEN life hath run its largest roundOf toil and triumph, joy and woe,How brief a storied page is ...
DECEMBER 9, 1871ONE word to the guest we have gathered to greet!The echoes are longing that word to repeat,--It springs ...
READER--gentle--if so beSuch still live, and live for me,Will it please you to be toldWhat my tenscore pages hold?Here are ...
THEY tell us that the Muse is soon to fly hence,Leaving the bowers of song that once were dear,Her robes ...
The Comet! He is on his way,And singing as he flies;The whizzing planets shrink beforeThe spectre of the skies;Ah! well ...
Slowly the mist o'er the meadow was creeping,Bright on the dewy buds glistened the sun,When from his couch, while his ...
Ye who yourselves of larger worth esteemThan common mortals, listen to my dream,and learn the lesson of life's cozening cheat,The ...
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 ...
December 17, l807 - September 7, 1892THOU, too, hast left us. While with heads bowed low,And sorrowing hearts, we mourned ...
Day hath put on his jacket, and aroundHis burning bosom buttoned it with stars.Here will I lay me on the ...
INTRA MUROSTHE sunbeams, lost for half a year,Slant through my pane their morning rays;For dry northwesters cold and clear,The east ...
Cabin Passenger:FRIEND, you seem thoughtful. I not wonder muchThat he who sails the ocean should be sad.I am myself reflective. ...
FOR HIS "JUBILAEUM" AT BERLIN, NOVEMBER 5, 1868THOU who hast taught the teachers of mankindHow from the least of things ...
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 ...
"How many have gone?" was the question of oldEre Time our bright ring of its jewels bereft;Alas! for too often ...
1819-1891THOU shouldst have sung the swan-song for the choirThat filled our groves with music till the dayLit the last hilltop ...
ON HIS RETURN FROM SOUTH AMERICAAFTER FIFTEEN YEARS DEVOTED TO CATALOGUING THESTARS OF THE SOUTHERN HEMISPHEREONCE more Orion and the ...
JANUARY 25, 1859His birthday.--Nay, we need not speakThe name each heart is beating,--Each glistening eye and flushing cheekIn light and ...
THE mountains glitter in the snowA thousand leagues asunder;Yet here, amid the banquet(Oliver Wendell Holmes)
1860WHAT makes the Healing Art divine?The bitter drug we buy and sell,The brands that scorch, the blades that shine,The scars ...
I STOOD On Sarum's treeless plain,The waste that careless Nature owns;Lone tenants of her bleak domain,Loomed huge and gray the ...
WHEN o'er the street the morning peal is flungFrom yon tall belfry with the brazen tongue,Its wide vibrations, wafted by ...
FRIENDS of the Muse, to you of right belongThe first staid footsteps of my square-toed song;Full well I know the ...
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