Poem For The Two Hundred And Fiftieth Anniversary Of The Founding Of Harvard College (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
TWICE had the mellowing sun of autumn crownedThe hundredth circle of his yearly round,When, as we meet to-day, our fathers ...
TWICE had the mellowing sun of autumn crownedThe hundredth circle of his yearly round,When, as we meet to-day, our fathers ...
Niloiya said to Noah, "What aileth thee,My master, unto whom is my desire,The father of my sons?" He answered her,"Mother ...
THE SPIRE OF STRASBURG CATHEDRAL.Night and storm. LUCIFER, with the Powers of theAir, trying to tear down the Cross. _Lucifer._ HASTEN! ...
BLOOD is my daylight, and darkness too. Blessing of night has been gouged from my cheeks Bearing with it my more lucky ...
There is a tide in men's affairs,Leading to fame not wholly theirs —Leading to high positions, wonThrough noble deeds by ...
The labours of the plough, the various toilsThat, still returning with the changeful year,Demand the husbandman's and cottar's care;The joys ...
IN Lombardy's fair land, in days of yore,Once dwelt a prince, of youthful charms, a store;Each FAIR, with anxious look, ...
THE worst of ills, with jealousy compared,Are trifling torments ev'ry where declared.IMAGINE, to yourself a silly fool,To dark suspicion grown ...
The wasting thistle whitens on my crest,The barren grasses blow upon my spear,A green, pale pennon: blazon of wild faithAnd ...
ARGUMENT.THE Poem opens with an Allusion to bright Gems and noble Minds often shining amid Rubbish and Barrenness-Song of the ...
Matthew met Richard, when or whereFrom story is not mighty clear:Of many knotty points they spoke,And pro and con by ...
As we arrived at our Lady's Steps,Incontinent all men reversed their caps,Bidding us welcome home, and joining hand,They ask from ...
I.1EVEN as water to him who thirsts wayfaring, dust-dry and burning,After sore heat and long stumbling in courses with never ...
IThe bland many-eyed wallsof skyscrapers and the modestin-between brownstone housesshall not bruise the thrust of his rapier spiritrather the artist ...
IIn a far country, and a distant age,Ere sprites and fays had bade farewell to earth,A boy was born of ...
How calm and beautiful the frosty nightHas stolen unnoticed like the hush of sleepO'er Grassmere-vale! Beneath the mellowing lightHow sinks ...
Only the Lowland tongue of Scotland mightRehearse this little tragedy aright;Let me attempt it with an English quill;And take, O ...
(Old English Manner.)APPRENTICED.Come out and hear the waters shoot, the owlet hoot, the owlet hoot; Yon crescent moon, a golden boat, ...
IOf men, nay beasts; worse, monsters; worst of all,Incarnate fiends, English Italianate;Of priests, O no! mass-priests, priests-cannibal,Who make their Maker, ...
A POEM IN THREE CANTOS Canto I Ye Alps audacious, through the heavens that rise,To cramp the day and hide me from ...
TANSILLO.Now begins the enthusiast to display the affections and uncover thewounds which are for a sign in his body, and ...
Weep!--for the wrath of God is over us!Weep!--for his arm is lifted to destroy!Famine hath thinned the land! in Autumn's ...
SCENE I. The Country.Enter ALBERT.Albert. O that the earth were empty, as when CainHad no perplexity to hide his head!Or ...
Behind an unfrequented glade,Where yew and myrtle mix their shade,A widow Turtle pensive sat,And wept her murder'd lover's fate.The Sparrow ...
I Pause, God, and ponder, ere Thou judgest me. Though it be doomsday, and the trampling winds Rush blindly through the stark and ...
I.Low the sun beat on the land, Red on vine and plain and wood;With the wine-cup in his hand, Vast the Helot ...
Come queen of months in companyWi all thy merry minstrelsyThe restless cuckoo absent longAnd twittering swallows chimney songAnd hedge row ...
Beneath the fervour of the noon-tide beamAll Nature's works in placid stillness pause,--Save man, and his joint labourer the horse,The ...
THESE hallowed precincts, long to memory dear,Smile with fresh welcome as our feet draw near;With softer gales the opening leaves ...
I. And now once more we stood within the walls Of her old manor near the riverside; Dead leaves lay rotting in its ...
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