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The Writings of Oliver Wendell Holmes: The poet at the break-fast table. 1895
Oliver Wendell Holmes
Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1895
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Sida 303 - Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone: Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
Sida 26 - I am this day fourscore years old: and can I discern between good and evil? can thy servant taste what I eat or what I drink? can I hear any more the voice of singing men and singing women? wherefore then should thy servant be yet a burden unto my lord the king?
Sida 38 - TERMINUS It is time to be old, To take in sail: — The god of bounds, Who sets to seas a shore, Came to me in his fatal rounds, And said: "No more!
Sida 133 - That, has the world here — should he need the next, Let the world mind him! This, throws himself on God, and unperplexed Seeking shall find him. So, with the throttling hands of death at strife, Ground he at grammar...
Sida 230 - She will do a mischief if she can, But the string is held by a careful man, And whenever the evil-minded witch Would cut some caper, he gives a twitch. As for the hag, you can't see her, But hark ! you can hear her black cat's purr, And now and then, as a car goes by, You may catch a gleam from her wicked eye. Often you Ve looked on a rushing train, But just what moved it was not so plain.
Sida 191 - In their bloom, And the names he loved to hear Have been carved for many a year On the tomb.
Sida 156 - What you will. I will talk of things heavenly, or things earthly; things moral, or things evangelical; things sacred, or things profane; things past, or things to come; things foreign, or things at home; things more essential, or things circumstantial; provided that all be done to our profit.
Sida 235 - A world primal again, vistas of glory incessant and branching, A new race dominating previous ones and grander far, with new contests, New politics, new literatures and religions, new inventions and arts.
Sida 25 - And now, behold, the Lord hath kept me alive, as he said, these forty and five years, even since the Lord spake this word unto Moses, while the children of Israel wandered in the wilderness ; and now, lo, I am this day fourscore and five years old. As yet I am as strong this day as I was in the day that Moses sent me ; as my strength was then, even ao is my strength now, for war, both to go out, and to come in.