The Writings of Oliver Wendell Holmes: The autocrat of the breakfast-tablePrinted at the Riverside Press, 1891 |
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... these papers and those which followed them have brought me . The kindness of my far - off friends has sometimes over - taxed my power of replying to them , but they may be assured that their pleasant vi TO THE READERS OF THE AUTOCRAT .
... these papers and those which followed them have brought me . The kindness of my far - off friends has sometimes over - taxed my power of replying to them , but they may be assured that their pleasant vi TO THE READERS OF THE AUTOCRAT .
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... sometimes make people jealous . They become irritated by perpetual attempts and failures , and it hurts their tempers and dispositions . Unpretending mediocrity is good , and genius is glorious ; but a weak flavor of genius in an essen ...
... sometimes make people jealous . They become irritated by perpetual attempts and failures , and it hurts their tempers and dispositions . Unpretending mediocrity is good , and genius is glorious ; but a weak flavor of genius in an essen ...
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... sometimes withdraws into the ball of a thermometer . ― You don't suppose that my remarks made at this table are like so many postage - stamps , do you , —each to be only once uttered ? If you do , you are mis- taken . He must be a poor ...
... sometimes withdraws into the ball of a thermometer . ― You don't suppose that my remarks made at this table are like so many postage - stamps , do you , —each to be only once uttered ? If you do , you are mis- taken . He must be a poor ...
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Oliver Wendell Holmes. Sometimes , but rarely , one may be caught making the same speech twice over , and yet be held blame- less . Thus , a certain lecturer , after performing in an inland city , where dwells a Littératrice of note ...
Oliver Wendell Holmes. Sometimes , but rarely , one may be caught making the same speech twice over , and yet be held blame- less . Thus , a certain lecturer , after performing in an inland city , where dwells a Littératrice of note ...
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... sometimes compared conversation to the Italian game of mora , in which one player lifts his hand with so many fingers extended , and the other gives the num- ber if he can . I show my thought , another his , if they agree , well ; if ...
... sometimes compared conversation to the Italian game of mora , in which one player lifts his hand with so many fingers extended , and the other gives the num- ber if he can . I show my thought , another his , if they agree , well ; if ...
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Page 97 - 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. Its webs of living gauze no more unfurl; Wrecked is the ship of pearl!
Page 98 - 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 98 - 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. 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...
Page 255 - For the wheels were just as strong as the thills, And the floor was just as strong as the sills And the panels just as strong as the floor, And the whipple-tree neither less nor more, And the back-crossbar as strong as the fore.
Page 253 - T' make that place uz strong uz the rest." 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...
Page 269 - ... value for their power to please, And selfish churls deride ; — One Stradivarius, I confess, Two Meerschaums, I would fain possess. Wealth's wasteful tricks I will not learn, Nor ape the glittering upstart fool ; — Shall not carved tables serve my turn, But all must be of buhl ? Give grasping pomp its double share, — I ask but one recumbent chair. Thus humble let me live and die, Nor long for Midas...
Page 309 - If it please the king, and if I have found favor in his sight, and the thing seem right before the king, and I be pleasing in his eyes, let it be written to reverse the letters devised by Haman the...
Page 98 - Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings :Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low-vaulted past!
Page 93 - I find the great thing in this world is not so much where we stand, as in what direction we are moving...
Page 69 - Why, yes ; for memory would recall My fond paternal joys ; I could not bear to leave them all ; I'll take — my — girl — and — boys ! The smiling angel dropped his pen, — " Why this will never do ; The man would be a boy again, And be a father too...