Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems

LISTEN, young heroes! your country is calling!
Time strikes the hour for the brave and the true!
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A CRAZY bookcase, placed before
A low-price dealer's open door;
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FROM the first gleam of morning to the gray
Of peaceful evening, lo, a life unrolled!
In woven pictures all its changes told,
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THOUGH watery deserts hold apart
The worlds of East and West,
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I saw the curl of his waving lash,
And the glance of his knowing eye,
And I knew that he thought he was cutting a dash,
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ALONE, beneath the darkened sky,
With saddened heart and unstrung lyre,
I heap the spoils of years gone by,
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WHILE fond, sad memories all around us throng,
Silence were sweeter than the sweetest song;
Yet when the leaves are green and heaven is blue
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THE clock has struck noon; ere it thrice tell the hours
We shall meet round the table that blushes with flowers,
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I 'm ashamed,--that 's the fact,--it 's a pitiful case,--
Won't any kind classmate get up in my place?
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DEVOUTEST of my Sunday friends,
The patient Organ-blower bends;
I see his figure sink and rise,
(Forgive me, Heaven, my wandering eyes!)
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