Poems by Oliver Wendell Holmes
The Coming Era
... But Love will kindle fresh young hearts, 't is certain, ...
Prelude To A Volume Printed In Raised Letters For The Blind
... Where ours go stumbling, senseless, helpless, blind ...
Grandmother's Story Of Bunker Hill Battle (as she saw it from the Belfry)
... Who the youth was, what his name was, where the place from which he came was, ...
To an Insect
... A knot of spinster Katydids,ââ ...
In The Twilight
... Had said, "Divide,--you're right, though rough,"-- ...
Never Or Now
... Brief the lips' meeting be, swift the hands' clasping,-- ...
A Poem For The Meeting Of The American Medical Association At New York, May 5, 1853
... Was stretching through the last hot quarter! ...
The Last Prophecy Of Cassandra
... And spears shall glance, and fire shall glow ...
La Grisette
... The few strange words my lips had taught ...
The Study
... And while the punch-bowlâs sounding depths were stirred,â ...
At The Pantomime
... That coal-black hair, that smoke-brown hue,-- ...
Poem For The Dedication Of The Fountain At Stratford-On-Avon
... Fresh from the springs of Shakespeare's quickening brain! ...
All here
... With friendly grasp and cheerful greeting,-- ...
The Mysterious Visitor
... A long, long draught,--an outstretched hand,-- ...
The Deacon's Masterpiece Or, The Wonderful
... The crossbars were ash, from the straightest trees, ...
