Oliver Wendell Holmes

(1809-1894 / United States)

Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems

321. Two Poems To Harriet Beecher Stowe 4/6/2010
322. Two Sonnets: Harvard 4/6/2010
323. Under The Violets 12/31/2002
324. Under The Washington Elm, Cambridge 4/6/2010
325. Union And Liberty 12/31/2002
326. Unsatisfied 4/6/2010
327. Verses For After-Dinner 4/6/2010
328. Vestigia Quinque Retrorsum 4/6/2010
329. Voyage Of The Good Ship Union 4/6/2010
330. Welcome To The Chicago Commercial Club 4/6/2010
331. Welcome To The Grand Duke Alexis 4/6/2010
332. Welcome To The Nations 4/6/2010
333. What I Have Come For 4/6/2010
334. What We All Think 4/6/2010
335. Wind-Clouds And Star-Drifts 4/6/2010
336. Youth 4/6/2010
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 Opening Of The Piano

IN the little southern parlor of tbe house you may have seen
With the gambrel-roof, and the gable looking westward to the green,
At the side toward the sunset, with the window on its right,
Stood the London-made piano I am dreaming of to-night!

Ah me! how I remember the evening when it came!
What a cry of eager voices, what a group of cheeks in flame,
When the wondrous box was opened that had come from over seas,
With its smell of mastic-varnish and i

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