The Writings of Oliver Wendell Holmes, Volume 2Houghton, Mifflin, 1891 |
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Page 27 - We're twenty! We're twenty! Who says we are more? He's tipsy — young jackanapes! show him the door! "Gray temples at twenty?" — Yes! white if we please; Where the snowflakes fall thickest there's nothing can freeze! Was it snowing I spoke of? Excuse the mistake.
Page 156 - So deeply had she drunken in That look, those shrunken serpent eyes, That all her features were resigned To this sole image in her mind: And passively did imitate That look of dull and treacherous hate!
Page 116 - Responsive to his call, — with quivering peals, And long halloos, and screams, and echoes loud Redoubled and redoubled...
Page 185 - Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear...
Page 130 - I pass, like night, from land to land; I have strange power of speech ; That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me: To him my tale I teach.
Page 28 - re boys, — always playing with tongue or with pen, — And I sometimes have asked, — shall we ever be men ? Shall we always be youthful and laughing and gay, Till the last dear companion drops smiling away? Then here's to our boyhood, its gold and its gray!
Page 28 - You hear that boy laughing? You think he's all fun. But the angels laugh, too, at the good he has done. The children laugh loud as they troop to his call. And the poor man that knows him laughs loudest of all.
Page 28 - And there's a nice youngster of excellent pith : Fate tried to conceal him by naming him Smith; But he shouted a song for the brave and the free — Just read on his medal, "My country," "of thee !
Page 243 - A SUN-DAY HYMN. LORD of all being ! throned afar, Thy glory flames from sun and star; Centre and soul of every sphere, Yet to each loving heart how near ! Sun of our life, thy quickening ray Sheds on our path the glow of day ; Star of our hope, thy softened light Cheers the long watches of the night. Our midnight is thy smile withdrawn ; Our noontide is thy gracious dawn ; Our rainbow arch thy mercy's sign ; All, save the clouds of sin, are thine ! Lord of all life, below...
Page 200 - For her the morning choir shall sing Its matins from the branches high, And every minstrel voice of Spring, That trills beneath the April sky, Shall greet her with its earliest cry. When, turning round their dial-track, Eastward the lengthening shadows pass, Her little mourners, clad in black, The crickets, sliding through the grass, Shall pipe for her an evening mass. At last the rootlets of the trees Shall find the prison where she lies, And bear the buried dust they seize In leaves and blossoms...