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... Hundred Days in Europe - which he wrote when , half a century later , he again crossed the Atlantic . In 1836 , he returned to Harvard and took his degree as Doctor of Medicine . On his return , too , he read to the members of the Phi ...
... Hundred Days in Europe - which he wrote when , half a century later , he again crossed the Atlantic . In 1836 , he returned to Harvard and took his degree as Doctor of Medicine . On his return , too , he read to the members of the Phi ...
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... hundred and twenty pound . He was light complected rather than darksome , and was one of them smooth - faced people that keep their baird and wiskers cut close , jest as if they'd be very troublesome if they let ' em grow , — instead of ...
... hundred and twenty pound . He was light complected rather than darksome , and was one of them smooth - faced people that keep their baird and wiskers cut close , jest as if they'd be very troublesome if they let ' em grow , — instead of ...
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... Hundred Days in Europe ; a book which will probably maintain popularity as long as the best of Holmes's work ; not , be it understood , that I rank it with the best , but it possesses that charm which belongs to other frankly egoistic ...
... Hundred Days in Europe ; a book which will probably maintain popularity as long as the best of Holmes's work ; not , be it understood , that I rank it with the best , but it possesses that charm which belongs to other frankly egoistic ...
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... to disappoint his correspondents , however , the genial old man signs the " printed formula . " 1 1 Drunken Barnabee . 2 Our Hundred Days in Europe , p . 183 . འ II . THE POET . THE CHIEFTAIN , BY 28 OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES .
... to disappoint his correspondents , however , the genial old man signs the " printed formula . " 1 1 Drunken Barnabee . 2 Our Hundred Days in Europe , p . 183 . འ II . THE POET . THE CHIEFTAIN , BY 28 OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES .
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... hundred years ago * * Those close - shut lips had answered No , When forth the tremulous question came That cost the maiden her Norman name , And under the folds that look so still The bodice swelled with the bosom's thrill ? Should I ...
... hundred years ago * * Those close - shut lips had answered No , When forth the tremulous question came That cost the maiden her Norman name , And under the folds that look so still The bodice swelled with the bosom's thrill ? Should I ...
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Page 42 - 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, where the siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair.
Page 34 - 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...
Page 119 - Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea!
Page 119 - Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil; Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new...
Page 121 - I am the poet of the woman the same as the man, And I say it is as great to be a woman as to be a man, And I say there is nothing greater than the mother of men.
Page 35 - My grandmamma has said — Poor old lady, she is dead Long ago— That he had a Roman nose, And his cheek was like a rose In the snow. But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here; But the old three-cornered hat, And the breeches, and all that, Are so queer! And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree In the spring, Let them smile, as I do now, At...
Page 45 - Damsel Dorothy! Dorothy Q.! Strange is the gift that I owe to you; Such a gift as never a king Save to daughter or son might bring, — All my tenure of heart and hand, All my title to house and land; Mother and sister and child and wife And joy and sorrow and death and life! What if a hundred years ago Those close-shut lips had answered No...
Page 125 - Tis indeed a part of life that best expresseth death; for every man truly lives, so long as he acts his nature, or some way makes good the faculties of himself.
Page 34 - And he shakes his feeble head, That it seems as if he said, "They are gone." The mossy marbles rest On the lips that he has prest In their bloom, And the names he loved to hear Have been carved for many a year On the tomb.
Page 142 - Time claims his tribute ; silence now is golden ; Let me not vex the too long suffering lyre ; Though to your love untiring still beholden, The curfew tells me — cover up the fire. And now with grateful smile and accents cheerful...