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To An Insect To An Insect

To An Insect
The Katydid is "a species of grasshopper found in the United States, so called from the sound which it makes."--Worcester. I used to hear this insect in Providence, Rhode Island, but I do not remember hearing it in Cambridge, Massachusetts I passed my boyhood. It is well known in other towns in the neighborhood of Boston.I LOVE to hear thine earnest voice,Wherever thou art hid,Thou testy little dogmatist,Thou pretty KatydidThou mindest me of gentlefolks,--Old gentlefolks are they,--Thou say'st an undisputed thingIn such a solemn way.Thou art a female, KatydidI know it by the trillThat quivers through thy piercing notes,So petulant... Poems - Post by : Marcus_Barber - Date : October 2010 - Author : Oliver Wendell Holmes - Read : 607

The Cambridge Churchyard The Cambridge Churchyard

The Cambridge Churchyard
OUR ancient church! its lowly tower,Beneath the loftier spire,Is shadowed when the sunset hourClothes the tall shaft in fire;It sinks beyond the distant eyeLong ere the glittering vane,High wheeling in the western sky,Has faded o'er the plain.Like Sentinel and Nun, they keepTheir vigil on the green;One seems to guard, and one to weep,The dead that lie between;And both roll out, so full and near,Their music's mingling waves,They shake the grass, whose pennoned spearLeans on the narrow graves.The stranger parts the flaunting weeds,Whose seeds the winds have strownSo thick, beneath the line he reads,They shade the sculptured stone;The child unveils his clustered... Poems - Post by : Al_C. - Date : October 2010 - Author : Oliver Wendell Holmes - Read : 2302

To My Readers To My Readers

To My Readers
NAY, blame me not; I might have sparedYour patience many a trivial verse,Yet these my earlier welcome shared,So, let the better shield the worse.And some might say, "Those ruder songsHad freshness which the new have lost;To spring the opening leaf belongs,The chestnut-burs await the frost."When those I wrote, my locks were brown,When these I write--ah, well a-day!The autumn thistle's silvery downIs not the purple bloom of May.Go, little book, whose pages holdThose garnered years in loving trust;How long before your blue and goldShall fade and whiten in the dust?O sexton of the alcoved tomb,Where souls in leathern cerements lie,Tell me each... Poems - Post by : pm-mlm.com - Date : October 2010 - Author : Oliver Wendell Holmes - Read : 3380

Grandmother's Story Of Bunker Hill Battle Grandmother's Story Of Bunker Hill Battle

Grandmother's Story Of Bunker Hill Battle
'T is like stirring living embers when, at eighty, one remembersAll the achings and the quakings of "the times that tried men's souls;"When I talk of _Whig_ and _Tory_, when I tell the _Rebel_ story,To you the words are ashes, but to me they're burning coals.I had heard the muskets' rattle of the April running battle;Lord Percy's hunted soldiers, I can see their red coats still;But a deadly chill comes o'er me, as the day looms up before me,When a thousand men lay bleeding on the slopes of Bunker's Hill.'T was a peaceful summer's morning, when the first thing gave us... Poems - Post by : David_C_H - Date : October 2010 - Author : Oliver Wendell Holmes - Read : 2206

A Visit To The Asylum For Aged And Decayed Punsters A Visit To The Asylum For Aged And Decayed Punsters

A Visit To The Asylum For Aged And Decayed Punsters
Having just returned from a visit to this admirable Institution in company with a friend who is one of the Directors, we propose giving a short account of what we saw and heard. The great success of the Asylum for Idiots and Feeble-minded Youth, several of the scholars from which have reached considerable distinction, one of them being connected with a leading Daily Paper in this city, and others having served in the State and National Legislatures, was the motive which led to the foundation of this excellent charity. Our late distinguished townsman, Noah Dow, Esquire, as is well known, bequeathed... Short Stories - Post by : Peter_Yexley - Date : October 2010 - Author : Oliver Wendell Holmes - Read : 2313

Old Ironsides Old Ironsides

Old Ironsides
This was the popular name by which the frigate Constitution was known. The poem was first printed in the Boston Daily Advertiser, at the time when it was proposed to break up the old ship as unfit for service. I subjoin the paragraph which led to the writing of the poem. It is from the Advertiser of Tuesday, September 14, 1830:--"Old Ironsides.--It has been affirmed upon good authority that the Secretary of the Navy has recommended to the Board of Navy Commissioners to dispose of the frigate Constitution. Since it has been understood that such a step was in contemplation we... Poems - Post by : barnone - Date : October 2009 - Author : Oliver Wendell Holmes - Read : 2750

The Last Leaf The Last Leaf

The Last Leaf
I saw him once before, As he passed by the door, And again The pavement stones resound,... Poems - Post by : jasonmangrum - Date : October 2009 - Author : Oliver Wendell Holmes - Read : 1051

My Aunt My Aunt

My Aunt
My aunt! my dear unmarried aunt! Long years have o'er her flown; Yet still she strains the aching clasp That binds her virgin zone; I know it hurts her,--though she looks... Poems - Post by : carlosjay - Date : October 2009 - Author : Oliver Wendell Holmes - Read : 2074

The Chambered Nautilus The Chambered Nautilus

The Chambered Nautilus
This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main,-- The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted the Siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the... Poems - Post by : Hugosan - Date : October 2009 - Author : Oliver Wendell Holmes - Read : 1933

Contentment Contentment

Contentment
"Man wants but little here below." Little I ask; my wants are few; I only wish a hut of stone, (A very plain, brown stone' will do,)... Poems - Post by : Scott_Doppke - Date : October 2009 - Author : Oliver Wendell Holmes - Read : 1810

The Deacon's Masterpiece; Or The Wonderful 'one-hoss Shay' The Deacon's Masterpiece; Or The Wonderful "one-hoss Shay"

The Deacon's Masterpiece; Or The Wonderful 'one-hoss Shay'
A Logical Story Have you heard of the wonderful one-horse shay, That was built in such a logical way It ran a hundred years to a day, And then, of a sudden, it--ah but stay,... Poems - Post by : Hugo_San - Date : October 2009 - Author : Oliver Wendell Holmes - Read : 1608

An Aphorism And A Lecture An Aphorism And A Lecture

An Aphorism And A Lecture
One of the boys mentioned, the other evening, in the course of a very pleasant poem he read us, a little trick of the Commons table- boarders, which I, nourished at the parental board, had never heard of. Young fellows being always hungry----Allow me to stop dead short, in order to utter an aphorism which has been forming itself in one of the blank interior spaces of my intelligence, like a crystal in the cavity of a geode.Aphorism by the ProfessorIn order to know whether a human being is young or old, offer it food of different kinds at short intervals.... Short Stories - Post by : Scott_Anson - Date : October 2009 - Author : Oliver Wendell Holmes - Read : 887