Our Dead Singer (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
H. W. L.PRIDE of the sister realm so long our own,We claim with her that spotless fame of thine,White as ...
H. W. L.PRIDE of the sister realm so long our own,We claim with her that spotless fame of thine,White as ...
See how yon flaming herald treadsThe ridged and rolling waves,As, crashing o(Oliver Wendell Holmes)
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 ...
1630ALL overgrown with bush and fern,And straggling clumps of tangled trees,With trunks that lean and boughs that turn,Bent eastward by ...
When the Puritans came overOur hills and swamps to clear,The woods were full of catamounts,And Indians red as deer,With tomahawks ...
As through the forest, disarrayedBy chill November, late I strayed,A lonely minstrel of the woodWas singing to the solitudeI loved ...
DEAR GOVERNOR, if my skiff might braveThe winds that lift the ocean wave,The mountain stream that loops and swervesThrough my ...
A PURITAN WAR SONGWHERE are you going, soldiers,With banner, gun, and sword?We 're marching South to CanaanTo battle for the ...
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 ...
As the voice of the watch to the mariner's dream,As the footstep of Spring on the ice-girdled stream,There comes a ...
THE folks, that on the first of MayWore winter coats and hose,Began to say, the first of June,"Good Lord! how ...
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 ...
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 ...
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 ...
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 ...
Now, by the blessed Paphian queen,Who heaves the breast of sweet sixteen;By every name I cut on barkBefore my morning ...
BEFORE HIS DEPARTURE FOR EUROPE, MAY 27, 1868OUR Poet, who has taught the Western breezeTo waft his songs before him ...
PROUDLY, beneath her glittering dome,Our three-hilled city greets the morn;Here Freedom found her virgin home,--The Bethlehem where her babe was ...
READ AT THE MEETING OF THE HARVARD ALUMNIASSOCIATION, JUNE 25, 1873THE fount the Spaniard sought in vainThrough all the land ...
IN THE ATHENIEUM GALLERYIT may be so,--perhaps thou hastA warm and loving heart;I will not blame thee for thy face,Poor ...
TRANSLATION FROM THE ENEID, BOOK I.THE god looked out upon the troubled deepWaked into tumult from its placid sleep;The flame ...
AUGUST 21, 1868BROTHERS, whom we may not reachThrough the veil of alien speech,Welcome! welcome! eyes can tellWhat the lips in ...
AT THE REVERE HOUSE,SEPTEMBER 25,1861THE land of sunshine and of song!Her name your hearts divine;To her the banquet's vows belongWhose ...
My aunt! my dear unmarried aunt!Long years have o(Oliver Wendell Holmes)
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