Poems by Oliver Wendell Holmes
Brother Jonathan's Lament for Sister Caroline
... They may fight till the buzzards are gorged with their spoil, ...
F. W. C.
... Till Friendship faltered, 'Thou mayst die' ...
Unsatisfied
... There sat an Empress, with Queens for her daughters ...
Bryants Seventieth Birthday
... Nature so Holds their soft hands, and will not let them go, ...
"Ad Amicos"
... There's you, yourself--there 's you, that other-- ...
The Bells
... Clangs through the silence from the steeples throat, ...
Lexington
... As through the storm-clouds the thunder-burst rolling, ...
A Hymn Of Peace
... Roll its long surge like the-earth-shaking main! ...
A Poem. For the AMA at New York, 1853
... Distinguished for theirâÂwhat dâ ye call âemâ ...
America To Russia
... Those clustered lamps of Heaven that burn ...
International Ode
... Lord, let War's tempest cease, ...
A Toast To Wilkie Collins
... What scenes from Wilkie's pencil sprung, ...
The Island Hunting-Song
... The driverâs horn is sounding shrill,â ...
The Last Reader
... Nor deem that flatteryâs needless wile ...
Welcome To The Chicago Commercial Club
... You have seen our gilt dome, and no doubt you've been told ...
