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My grandmamma has said — Poor old lady, she is dead Long ago — That he had a Roman nose, And his cheek was like a rose In the snow. But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, ...
My grandmamma has said — Poor old lady, she is dead Long ago — That he had a Roman nose, And his cheek was like a rose In the snow. But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, ...
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And Heaven had spared to me To see one sad, ungathered rose On my ancestral tree. REFLECTIONS OF A PROUD PEDESTRIAN I Saw the curl of his waving lash, And the glance of his knowing eye, And I knew that he thought he was cutting a dash, ...
And Heaven had spared to me To see one sad, ungathered rose On my ancestral tree. REFLECTIONS OF A PROUD PEDESTRIAN I Saw the curl of his waving lash, And the glance of his knowing eye, And I knew that he thought he was cutting a dash, ...
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Ha ! what is this that rises to my touch, So like a cushion ? Can it be a cabbage ? It is, it is that deeply injured flower, Which boys do flout us with ; — but yet I love thee, Thou giant rose, wrapped in a green surtout.
Ha ! what is this that rises to my touch, So like a cushion ? Can it be a cabbage ? It is, it is that deeply injured flower, Which boys do flout us with ; — but yet I love thee, Thou giant rose, wrapped in a green surtout.
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Thou giant rose, wrapped in a green surtout. Doubtless in Eden thou didst blush as bright As these, thy puny brethren ; and thy breath Sweetened the fragrance of her spicy air ; But now thou seemest like a bankrupt beau, Stripped of his ...
Thou giant rose, wrapped in a green surtout. Doubtless in Eden thou didst blush as bright As these, thy puny brethren ; and thy breath Sweetened the fragrance of her spicy air ; But now thou seemest like a bankrupt beau, Stripped of his ...
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... with the vernal rose, Awake, all sweetness, from their long repose ; Then turn to ponder o'er the classic page, Traced with the idyls of a greener age, And learn the instinct which arose to warm Art's earliest essay and her simplest ...
... with the vernal rose, Awake, all sweetness, from their long repose ; Then turn to ponder o'er the classic page, Traced with the idyls of a greener age, And learn the instinct which arose to warm Art's earliest essay and her simplest ...
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Page 2 - The mossy marbles rest On the lips that he has prest In their bloom, And the names he loved to hear Have been carved for many a year On the tomb.
Page 1 - I saw him once before, As he passed by the door, And again The pavement stones resound, As he totters o'er the ground With his cane. They say that in his prime, Ere the pruning-knife of Time Cut him down, Not a better man was found By the Crier on his round Through the town.
Bibliographic information
| Title | Poems 1 The Works of Oliver Wendell Holmes |
| Author | Oliver Wendell Holmes |
| Publisher | Reprint Services Corporation, 2007 |
| ISBN | 0781213916, 9780781213912 |
| Length | 474 pages |
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