Oliver Wendell Holmes

(1809-1894 / United States)

Oliver Wendell Holmes Poems

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

I saw him once before,
As he passed by the door,
And again
The pavement stones resound,
As he totters o'er the ground
With his cane.

They say that in his prime,
Ere the pruning-knife of Time

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