Oliver Wendell Holmes

"The curtain rose; in thunders long and loud     The galleries rung; the veteran actor bowed.     In flaming line the telltales of the stage"

"Shine soft, ye trembling tears of light     That strew the mourning skies;     Hushed in the silent dews of night     The harp of Erin lies."

"I was thinking last night, as I sat in the cars,     With the charmingest prospect of cinders and stars,     Next Thursday is - bless me! - how"

"What ailed young Lucius? Art had vainly tried     To guess his ill, and found herself defied.     The Augur plied his legendary skill;     Usel"

"I was sitting with my microscope, upon my parlor rug,     With a very heavy quarto and a very lively bug;     The true bug had been organized wi"

"What makes the Healing Art divine?     The bitter drug we buy and sell,     The brands that scorch, the blades that shine,     The scars we lea"

"When evening's shadowy fingers fold     The flowers of every hue,     Some shy, half-opened bud will hold     Its drop of morning's dew."

"What flower is this that greets the morn,     Its hues from Heaven so freshly born?     With burning star and flaming band     It kindles all t"

"There are three ways in which men take     One's money from his purse,     And very hard it is to tell     Which of the three is worse;     Bu"

"Sung By The Congregation To The Tune Of Tallis's Evening Hymn     O'ershadowed by the walls that climb,     Piled up in air by living hands,     A"

"Four summers coined their golden light in leaves,     Four wasteful autumns flung them to the gale,     Four winters wore the shroud the tempest"

"The land of sunshine and of song!     Her name your hearts divine;     To her the banquet's vows belong     Whose breasts have poured its wine;"

"Who is the shepherd sent to lead,     Through pastures green, the Master's sheep?     What guileless "Israelite indeed"     The folded flock ma"

"1798 The First Verse Of The Song By Joseph Hopkinson     "Hail, Columbia! Happy land!     Hail, ye heroes, heaven-born band,     Who fought and"

"August 29, 1859     I remember - why, yes! God bless me! and was it so long ago?     I fear I'm growing forgetful, as old folks do, you know;"

"Time is a thief who leaves his tools behind him;     He comes by night, he vanishes at dawn;     We track his footsteps, but we never find him"

"One broad, white sail in Spezzia's treacherous bay     On comes the blast; too daring bark, beware I     The cloud has clasped her; to! it melts"

"Once more Orion and the sister Seven     Look on thee from the skies that hailed thy birth, -     How shall we welcome thee, whose home was hea"

"Translation From The Eneid, Book I.     The god looked out upon the troubled deep     Waked into tumult from its placid sleep;     The flame of an"

"Facts respecting an old arm-chair.     At Cambridge. Is kept in the College there.     Seems but little the worse for wear.     That 's remarka"

"The two proud sisters of the sea,     In glory and in doom! -     Well may the eternal waters be     Their broad, unsculptured tomb!     The"

"Sire, son, and grandson; so the century glides;     Three lives, three strides, three foot-prints in the sand;     Silent as midnight's falling"

"Is man's the only throbbing heart that hides     The silent spring that feeds its whispering tides?     Speak from thy caverns, mystery-breeding"

"I cannot tell the story of Dorothy Q. more simply in prose than I have told it in verse, but I can add something to it. Dorothy was the daughter of Ju"

"Trained in the holy art whose lifted shield     Wards off the darts a never-slumbering foe,     By hearth and wayside lurking, waits to throw,"

""While stands the Coliseum, Rome shall stand;     When falls the Coliseum, Rome shall fall."     Full sevenscore years our city's pride -"

"Written after a general pruning of the trees around Harvard College. A little poem, on a similar occasion, may be found in the works of Swift, from wh"

"There was a young man in Boston town,     He bought him a stethoscope nice and new,     All mounted and finished and polished down,     With an"

"So the gray Boatswain of 'Twenty-nine     Piped to "The Boys" as they crossed the line;     Round the cabin sat thirty guests,     Babes of the"

"See how yon flaming herald treads     The ridged and rolling waves,     As, crashing o'er their crested heads,     She bows her surly slaves!"

"Slowly the mist o'er the meadow was creeping,     Bright on the dewy buds glistened the sun,     When from his couch, while his children were sl"

"When o'er the street the morning peal is flung     From yon tall belfry with the brazen tongue,     Its wide vibrations, wafted by the gale,"

"An After-Dinner Prescription Taken By The Massachusetts Medical Society, At Their Meeting Held May 25, 1870 Canto First     Old Rip Van Winkle ha"