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Born in August 29, 1809 / Died in October 7, 1894 / United States / English

Poems by Oliver Wendell Holmes

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Extracts from a Medical Poem. The Stability of Science

... Nay, shines, all radiance, o’er the scattered fleet ...

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"Choose You This Day Whom Ye Will Serve"

... scythe! "No sides in this quarrel," your statesmen may urge, ...

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An Impromptu - II

... " "Nay," answered soft-voiced Anna, "'t was thunder that you heard, ...

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Songs In Many Keys

... Strong arms, broad breasts, brave hearts, are better worth ...

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Meeting Of The Alumni Of Harvard College

... " What dreams we 've had of deathless name, as scholars, statesmen, bards, ...

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Our Dead Singer

... H. W. L. PRIDE of the sister realm so long our own, ...

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Hymn For The Class-Meeting

... The stars that gild our darkening years, ...

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The Last Charge

... Smite, smite the proud parricide down from his throne,-- ...

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To The Teachers Of America

... And where the leaves, the flowers, the fruits, ...

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Iris, Her Book

... What were these torturing gifts, and wherefore lent her ...

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For The Dedication Of The New City Library, Boston

... From history's scroll the splendor streams, ...

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The Treadmill Song

... He’s lost them both,—­don’t pull his hair, ...

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For Whittier’s Seventieth Birthday

... Through the holes in the mask comes the flash of the eyes ...

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To My Readers

... if they wear One streak of morn or evening's glow, ...

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The Poet’s Lot

... (The grass in black, the graves in green, ...