The Poetical Works of Oliver Wendall Holmes: Songs in many keysD. Douglas, 1892 |
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angel arms Beneath BENJAMIN PEIRCE BERKSHIRE blaze blazon blossoms blush Boatswain boys brave breast breath bright brother cheek cheerful chill circling band clasp crown dark DAVID DOUGLAS dead dear dream drops earth echoes eyes fading fair FEBRUARY 22 flame fleur-de-lis flower Friendship gathered gleam glittering glory glow golden grave gray green grow hand hear heart Heaven hour Houri laugh lend life's light lips listening living look lyre maize memory mingled morning nurslings o'er OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES peaceful rhyme rills ring roll rose round sail Savannah shadows shine shining days shore shore and sea sigh sing sleep smile snow song soul spring stars story stream sung sunshine sweet tears tell thee thine thou throbbing toil Toll the bell tongue voice wall warm waves whisper wings wrecks young youth
Passatges populars
Pàgina 98 - We count the broken lyres that rest Where the sweet wailing singers slumber — But o'er their silent sister's breast The wild flowers who will stoop to number ? A few can touch the magic string, And noisy Fame is proud to win them ; Alas for those that never sing, But die with all their music in them...
Pàgina 165 - And there's a nice youngster of excellent pith : Fate tried to conceal him by naming him Smith; But he shouted a song for the brave and the free — Just read on his medal, "My country," "of thee !
Pàgina 105 - Not in the world of light alone, Where God has built his blazing throne, Nor yet alone in earth below, With belted seas that come and go, And endless isles of sunlit green, Is all thy Maker's glory seen : Look in upon thy wondrous frame, — Eternal wisdom still the same...
Pàgina 145 - BILL AND JOE. COME, dear old comrade, you and I Will steal an hour from days gone by, The shining days when life was new, And all was bright with morning dew, The lusty days of long ago, "When you were Bill and I was Joe.
Pàgina 164 - We're twenty! We're twenty! Who says we are more? He's tipsy, — young jackanapes ! — show him the door! "Gray temples at twenty?" — Yes! white if we please; Where the snow-flakes fall thickest there's nothing can freeze ! Was it snowing I spoke of? Excuse the mistake...
Pàgina 107 - Then mark the cloven sphere that holds All thought in its mysterious folds, That feels sensation's faintest thrill And flashes forth the sovereign will ; Think on the stormy world that dwells Locked in its dim and clustering cells ! The lightning gleams of power it sheds Along its hollow glassy threads...
Pàgina 29 - First in the field before the reddening sun, Last in the shadows when the day is done, Line after line, along the bursting sod, Marks the broad acres where his feet have trod ; Still, where he treads, the stubborn clods divide, The smooth, fresh furrow opens deep and wide...
Pàgina 164 - s tipsy, — young jackanapes ! — show him the door! " Gray temples at twenty? " — Yes! white if we please ; Where the snow-flakes fall thickest there 's nothing can freeze! Was it snowing I spoke of ? Excuse the mistake! Look close, — you will see not a sign of a flake ! We want some new garlands for those we have shed, — And these are white roses in place of the red. We 've a trick, we young fellows, you may have been told, Of talking (in public) as if we were old: — That boy we call...
Pàgina 154 - I'd rather laugh a bright-haired boy. Than reign a gray-beard king ! Off with the wrinkled spoils of age, Away with learning's crown, . • .Tear out life's wisdom-written page. And dash its trophies down ! •; . One moment let my life-blood stream From boyhood's fount of flame ; Give me one giddy, reeling dream ; Of life all love and fame!
Pàgina 139 - From him by land and sea Bid storm and danger flee. Prolong his days ! Lord, let War's tempest cease, Fold the whole Earth in peace Under thy wings ! Make all thy nations one, All hearts beneath the sun. Till Thou shalt reign alone, - Great King of kings...