A Poem. Dedication of the Pittsfield Cemetery (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems)
ANGEL of Death! extend thy silent reign!Stretch thy dark sceptre o'er this new domainNo sable car along the winding roadHas ...
ANGEL of Death! extend thy silent reign!Stretch thy dark sceptre o'er this new domainNo sable car along the winding roadHas ...
PART IAway up on the River aux Lievres, That is foaming and surging always,And from rock to rock leaping through rapids, Which ...
The snow is gone from cottage topsThe thatch moss glows in brighter greenAnd eves in quick succession dropsWhere grinning ides ...
A TALE.Where Snowdon's bleak summits their shadows throw wide,Once the castle of Modred arose;Frowning dark as the mountain that towered ...
Owned her father all the fact'ries Which their black'ning smoke sent up,Miles and miles all 'round the country, From the town by ...
The doves that coo in ColomenAre never heard by mortal men,But when a human creature passesUnderneath the churchyard grasses,In deep ...
iJonquil was a shepherd lad,White he was as the curded cream,Hair like the buttercups he had,And wet green eyes like ...
THE curtain rose; in thunders long and loudThe galleries rung; the veteran actor bowed.In flaming line the telltales of the ...
SWEET scene, on me full often hast thou smil'd,And for a while my pressing cares beguil'd;In thee have I spent ...
I.A dancing shape, an image gay,To haunt, to startle, and waylay.And yet a Woman, still and bright,With something of an ...
THE pine-trees lift their dark bewildered eyes--Or so I deem--up to the clouded skies;No breeze, no faintest breeze, is heard ...
OLD BARNARD was still a lusty hind,Though his age was full fourscore; And he us'd to go Thro' hail and snow, To a ...
Into the rock the road is cut full deep, At its low ledges village children play,From its high rifts fountains of ...
Down in a cellar cottage In a dark and lonely street,Was sat a widow and her boy, With nothing left to eat.The ...
O parent of each lovely Muse,Thy spirit o'er my soul diffuse,O'er all my artless songs preside,My footsteps to thy temple ...
I. ANNISQUAM Old days, old ways, old homes beside the sea; Old gardens with old-fashioned flowers aflame, Poppy, petunia, and many a name Of many ...
Stand out, swift-footed leaders of the horns,And draw strong breath, and fill the hollowy cliffWith shocks of clamour, - let ...
Buy my roses, citizens,-- Here are roses golden white,Like the stars that lovers watch On a purple summer night.Here are roses ruddy ...
THE wave is breaking on the shore,The echo fading from the chime;Again the shadow moveth o'erThe dial-plate of time!O seer-seen ...
THROW open yonder window, sister dear,For all seems gloomy and oppressive here;I feel, alas! that I am dying now,But the ...
Christmass is come and every hearthMakes room to give him welcome nowEen want will dry its tears in mirthAnd crown ...
Where dwells the spirit of the Bard--what skyPersuades his daring wing,--Folded in soft carnation, or in snowStill sleeping, far o'er ...
Word was brought where Cortes layOn the shores of Coronzel,That, pent from the blessed light of dayAnd the free breath ...
The swift red flesh, a winter king-Who squired the glacier woman down the sky?She ran the neighing canyons all the ...
Gervase, a monk of Christ Church, Canterbury, speaks:Ninety long years have I dwelt here, and much have I seen in ...
O thou who first uplifted in such darkSo clear a torch aloft, who first shed lightUpon the profitable ends of ...
What thing than the lily unstained is more white?More pure than the mystic white taper so bright?More chaste than the ...
"Speak! speak! thou fearful guest!Who, with thy hollow breastStill in rude armor drest, Comest to daunt me!Wrapt not in Eastern balms,But ...
"To-morrow is Christmas!"--and clapping his hands, Little Archie in joyful expectancy stands, And watches the shadows, now short and now tall, That momently ...
S. H.With beams December planets dartHis cold eye truth and conduct scanned,July was in his sunny heart,October in his liberal ...
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