 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1892 - 292 pàgines
...shall keep Till morning's latest sunlight fades On the blue tablet of the deep ! THE VOICELESS. "ITTE count the broken lyres that rest ' ' Where the sweet...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... | |
 | 1892 - 524 pàgines
...londest of all! — The Boys. When the last reader reads no more. — The Last Reader. POETS. A few may touch the magic string, And noisy fame is proud to win them; Alas for those who never sing, But die with all their music in them. — The Voiceless. TIME. Shun such as lounge... | |
 | 1892 - 520 pàgines
...The Boys. 336 337 READERS. When the last reader reads no more. — The Last Reader. POETS. A few may touch the magic string, And noisy fame is proud to win them; Alas for those who never sing, But die with all their music in them. — The Voiceless. TIME. Shun such as lounge... | |
 | Charles Wells Moulton - 1892 - 132 pàgines
...of all! 336 337 READERS. When the last reader reads no more. — The Last Reader. POETS. A few may touch the magic string, And noisy fame is proud to win them ; Alas for those who never sing, But die with all their music in them. — The Voiceless. TIME. Shun such as lounge... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1893 - 300 pàgines
...give words to her grief, and they could not.— Will you hear a few stanzas of mine ? The Voiceless E count the broken lyres that rest Where the sweet wailing...noisy Fame is proud to win them; — Alas for those who never sing, But die with all their music in them! Nay, grieve not for the dead alone Whose song... | |
 | 1893 - 728 pàgines
...Holmes to some extent. Where one person knows such a poem of his as ' The Voiceless,' beginning — ' We count the broken lyres that rest Where the sweet...breast The wild flowers who will stoop to number?' and ' Under the Violets,' fifty can repeat ' The One Hoss Shay.' Holmes's American readers, it is true,... | |
 | 1912 - 476 pàgines
...Poscentique gravem persaepe remittit scutum ; Nee semper feriet quodcunque minabitur amis." "Alas, but few can touch the magic string, and noisy fame is proud to win them; Alas for those who never sing, and die with all the music in them," said Dr. Oliver Wendell Holmes. "A wife is half... | |
 | George William Curtis - 1894 - 310 pàgines
...familiar and most beautiful lyrics ? — "We count the broken lyres that rest Where the sweet waiting singers slumber, But o'er their silent sister's breast...proud to win them ; Alas, for those that never sing, And die with all their music in them 1" But as he says also that the capacities of listeners at lectures... | |
 | 1894 - 622 pàgines
...mind his exquisite poem, "The Voiceless," which seems eminently suited to be quoted upon his death : We count the broken lyres that rest Where the sweet wailing singers slumber, But o'er their silent sisters' breast The wild flowers who will stoop to number? A few can touch the magic string, And noisy... | |
 | 1894 - 444 pàgines
...thought, afterward elaborated in verse, that marks "The Voiceless" as one of the tenderest of lyrics. We count the broken lyres that rest Where the sweet wailing singers slumber, But o'er the silent sister's breast The wild flowers who will stop to number ? A few can touch the magic string,... | |
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Alas for those who never sing, But die with all their music in them! Nay, grieve not for the dead alone Whose song has told their hearts' sad story, — Weep for the voiceless, who have known The cross without the crown of glory! 
