The Complete Poetical Works of Oliver Wendell HolmesHoughton, Mifflin, 1890 - 399 pages |
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... o'er the flood , And waves were white below , No more shall feel the victor's tread , Or know the conquered knee ; The harpies of the shore shall pluck The eagle of the sea ! O better that her shattered hulk Should sink beneath the wave ...
... o'er the flood , And waves were white below , No more shall feel the victor's tread , Or know the conquered knee ; The harpies of the shore shall pluck The eagle of the sea ! O better that her shattered hulk Should sink beneath the wave ...
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... o'er the slender western wall , Ye ever - roaming girls ; The breath that bids the blossom fall May lift your floating curls , To sweep the simple lines that tell An exile's date and doom ; And sigh , for where his daughters dwell ...
... o'er the slender western wall , Ye ever - roaming girls ; The breath that bids the blossom fall May lift your floating curls , To sweep the simple lines that tell An exile's date and doom ; And sigh , for where his daughters dwell ...
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... o'er the graves yon locust - grove Shall swing its Orient flowers ; And I would ask no mouldering bust , If e'er this humble line , Which breathed a sigh o'er other's dust , Might call a tear on mine . Peace to the ever - murmuring race ...
... o'er the graves yon locust - grove Shall swing its Orient flowers ; And I would ask no mouldering bust , If e'er this humble line , Which breathed a sigh o'er other's dust , Might call a tear on mine . Peace to the ever - murmuring race ...
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... o'er the slender western wall , Ye ever - roaming girls ; The breath that bids the blossom fall May lift your floating curls , To sweep the simple lines that tell An exile's date and doom ; And sigh , for where his daughters dwell ...
... o'er the slender western wall , Ye ever - roaming girls ; The breath that bids the blossom fall May lift your floating curls , To sweep the simple lines that tell An exile's date and doom ; And sigh , for where his daughters dwell ...
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... o'er her flown ; Yet still she strains the aching clasp That binds her virgin zone ; ― I know it hurts her , though she looks As cheerful as she can ; Her waist is ampler than her life , For life is but a span . My aunt my poor deluded ...
... o'er her flown ; Yet still she strains the aching clasp That binds her virgin zone ; ― I know it hurts her , though she looks As cheerful as she can ; Her waist is ampler than her life , For life is but a span . My aunt my poor deluded ...
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Page 125 - Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair. Its webs of living gauze no more unfurl; Wrecked is the ship of pearl! And every chambered cell, Where its dim dreaming life was wont to dwell, As the frail tenant shaped his growing shell, Before thee lies revealed, — Its irised ceiling rent, its sunless crypt unsealed! Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil...
Page 134 - So the Deacon inquired of the village folk Where he could find the strongest oak, That couldn't be split nor bent nor broke — That was for spokes and floor and sills; He sent for lancewood to make the thills; The crossbars were ash, from the straightest trees, The panels of white-wood, that cuts like cheese, But lasts like iron for things like these; The hubs of logs from the
Page 125 - Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea!
Page 125 - This is the ship of pearl, which poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main: The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings, In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings; And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair.
Page 240 - While stands the Coliseum, Rome shall stand; 'When falls the Coliseum, Rome shall fall; 'And when Rome falls — the World.
Page 134 - HAVE you heard of the wonderful one-hoss shay, That was built in such a logical way It ran a hundred years to a day, And then, of a sudden, it — ah, but stay...
Page 2 - They braced my aunt against a board, To make her straight and tall ; They laced her up, they starved her down, To make her light and small; They pinched her feet, they singed her hair, They screwed it up with pins; — Oh, never mortal suffered more In penance for her sins.