 | 1830 - 252 pages
...quaintness and brevity of this sermon produced a very large contribution. EVENING. By a, Tailor. DAY hath put on his jacket — and around His burning bosom buttoned it with stars. _, Here will I lay me on the velvet moss, That is like padding to earth's meagre ribs, And hold communion... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1850 - 310 pages
...your fill ; Ye sometimes rest ; men never can be still But in their graves. EVENING. BY A TAILOR. DAY hath put on his jacket, and around His burning bosom buttoned it with stars. Here will I lay me on the velvet grass, That is like padding to earth's meagre ribs, And hold communion... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1850 - 310 pages
...your fill ; Ye sometimes rest ; men never can be still But in their graves. EVENING. BY A TAILOR. DAT hath put on his jacket, and around His burning bosom buttoned it with stars. Here will I lay me on the velvet grass, That is like padding to earth's meagre ribs, And hold communion... | |
 | 1855 - 724 pages
...compared to the humble technicalities which characterize his profession. EVENING, BY A TAILOR. Pay hath put on his jacket, and around His burning bosom buttoned It with stars. Here will I lay me on the velvet grass, That is like padding to earth's meagre ribs. And hold communion... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1851 - 320 pages
...fill j Ye sometimes rest ; men never can be still But in their graves. • EVENING. BY A TAILOR. DAY hath put on his jacket, and around His burning bosom buttoned it with stars. Here will I lay me on the velvet grass, That is like padding to earth's meagre ribs, And hold communion... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1852 - 316 pages
...your fill ; Ye sometimes rest ; men never can be still But in their graves. EVENING. BY A TAILOR. DAY hath put on his jacket, and around His burning bosom buttoned it with stars. Here will I lay me on the velvet grass, That is like padding to earth's meagre ribs, And hold communion... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1852 - 340 pages
...your fill ; Ye sometimes rest ; men never can be still But in their graves. EVENING. BY A TAILOE. DAY hath put on his jacket, and around His burning bosom buttoned it with stars. Here will I lay me on the velvet grass, That is like padding to earth's meagre ribs, And hold communion... | |
 | James Parton - 1856 - 700 pages
...to save me ,* I will paddle it stoutly at your side EVENING. BY A TAILOR. OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES. DAY hath put on his jacket, and around His burning bosom buttoned it with stars. Here will I lay me on the velvet grass, That is like padding to earth's meager ribs, And hold communion... | |
 | 1857 - 986 pages
...one sad, nngathercd rose On my ancestral tree. THE POETS OF AMERICA. EVENING, BY A TAILOR. Day liath put on his jacket, and around His burning bosom buttoned it with stars. Here will I lay me on the velvet grass, That Is like padding to earth's meagre ribs, And hold communion... | |
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DAY hath put on his jacket, and around His burning bosom buttoned it with stars. Here will I lay me on the velvet grass, That is like padding to earth's meagre ribs, And hold communion with the things about me. Ah me ! how lovely is the golden braid,... 
