Poems by Oliver Wendell Holmes
What We All Think
... " That when like babes with fingers burned ...
Shermans In Savannah
... Fed from Heaven's all-bounteous hand, ...
The Star And The Water-Lily
... The winds shall blow and the waves shall flow, ...
To Canaan
... They'll pile up Freedom's breastwork, ...
No Time Like The Old Time
... bore, Where the dear eyes glistened o'er us that will look on us no more! ...
Midsummer
... Its murmuring voice shall blend with mine, ...
Hymn For The Inauguration Of The Statue Of Governor Andrew
... To mould the work his foresight planned, ...
Kings Chapel
... From the rough knights that clutched the Saxon's crown ...
Chanson Without Music
... BY THE PROFESSOR EMERITUS OF DEAD AND LIVE LANGUAGES ...
For The Window In St. Margarets
... Heaven lent, earth borrowed, sorrowing to restore ...
"Thus Saith The Lord, I Offer Thee Three Kings."
... If Heaven should lose and Hell should win, ...
Under The Washington Elm, Cambridge
... Ah, the marrow was true in your children's bones ...
After The Curfew
... Though years on years have forged the chain ...
Ode For A Social Meeting
... bled; How sweet is the breath (taste) of the fragrance they shed!(sugar of ...
To George Peabody
... DANVERS, 1866 BANKRUPT! our pockets inside out! ...
