Oliver Wendell Holmes

(1809-1894 / United States)

Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems

1. Youth 4/6/2010
2. Wind-Clouds And Star-Drifts 4/6/2010
3. What We All Think 4/6/2010
4. What I Have Come For 4/6/2010
5. Welcome To The Nations 4/6/2010
6. Welcome To The Grand Duke Alexis 4/6/2010
7. Welcome To The Chicago Commercial Club 4/6/2010
8. Voyage Of The Good Ship Union 4/6/2010
9. Vestigia Quinque Retrorsum 4/6/2010
10. Verses For After-Dinner 4/6/2010
11. Unsatisfied 4/6/2010
12. Union And Liberty 12/31/2002
13. Under The Washington Elm, Cambridge 4/6/2010
14. Under The Violets 12/31/2002
15. Two Sonnets: Harvard 4/6/2010
16. Two Poems To Harriet Beecher Stowe 4/6/2010
17. Too Young For Love 4/6/2010
18. To The Teachers Of America 4/6/2010
19. To The Portrait Of 4/6/2010
20. To The Poets Who Only Read And Listen 4/6/2010
21. To The Eleven Ladies 4/6/2010
22. To Rutherford Birchard Hayes 4/6/2010
23. To My Readers 4/6/2010
24. To My Old Readers 4/6/2010
25. To John Greenleaf Whittier 4/6/2010
26. To James Russell Lowell 4/6/2010
27. To James Freeman Clarke 4/6/2010
28. To H. W. Longfellow 4/6/2010
29. To Governor Swain 4/6/2010
30. To George Peabody 4/6/2010
31. To Frederick Henry Hedge 4/6/2010
32. To Christian Gottfried Ehrenberg 4/6/2010
33. To Canaan 4/6/2010
34. To An English Friend 4/6/2010
35. To A Portrait Of 4/6/2010
36. To A Caged Lion 4/6/2010
37. To A Blank Sheet Of Paper 4/6/2010
38. The Wasp And The Hornet 4/6/2010
39. The Voiceless 12/31/2002
40. The Two Streams 1/1/2004
Best Poem of Oliver Wendell Holmes

A Familiar Letter

YES, write, if you want to, there's nothing like trying;
Who knows what a treasure your casket may hold?
I'll show you that rhyming's as easy as lying,
If you'll listen to me while the art I unfold.

Here's a book full of words; one can choose as he fancies,
As a painter his tint, as a workman his tool;
Just think! all the poems and plays and romances
Were drawn out of this, like the fish from a pool!

You can wander at will through its syllabled mazes,
And take all you want, not a copper they cost,--
What is...

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The Two Streams

Behold the rocky wall
That down its sloping sides
Pours the swift rain-drops, blending, as they fall,
In rushing river-tides!
Yon stream, whose sources run
Turned by a pebble's edge,
Is Athabasca, rolling toward the sun
Through the cleft mountain-ledge.
The slender rill had strayed,

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