The Poetical Works of Oliver Wendell Holmes — volume 09: the Iron Gate And Other Poems
The Poetical Works of Oliver Wendell Holmes — volume 09: the Iron Gate And Other Poems
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't is but a new device, --Look out for flying arrowsWhene'er the birds of ParadiseAre perched amid the sparrows!
FOR WHITTIER'S SEVENTIETH BIRTHDAY DECEMBER 17, 1877 I BELIEVE that the copies of verses I've spun, Like Scheherezade's tales, are a thousand and one;You remember the story, --those mornings in bed, --'T was the turn of a copper, --a tale or a head.
A doom like Scheherezade's falls upon meIn a mandate as stern as the Sultan's decreeI'm a florist in verse, and what would people sayIf ...I came to a banquet without my bouquet?
It is trying, no doubt, when the company knowsJust the look and the smell of each lily and rose, The green of each leaf in the sprigs that I bring, And the shape of the bunch and the knot of the string.
Yes, --"the style is the man, " and the nib of one's penMakes the same mark at twenty, and threescore and ten;It is so in all matters, if truth may be told;Let one look at the cast he can tell you the mould.
How we all know each other! no use in disguise;Through the holes in the mask comes the flash of the eyes;We can tell by his--somewhat--each one of our tribe, As we know the old hat which we cannot describe.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
't is but a new device, --Look out for flying arrowsWhene'er the birds of ParadiseAre perched amid the sparrows!
FOR WHITTIER'S SEVENTIETH BIRTHDAY DECEMBER 17, 1877 I BELIEVE that the copies of verses I've spun, Like Scheherezade's tales, are a thousand and one;You remember the story, --those mornings in bed, --'T was the turn of a copper, --a tale or a head.
A doom like Scheherezade's falls upon meIn a mandate as stern as the Sultan's decreeI'm a florist in verse, and what would people sayIf ...I came to a banquet without my bouquet?
It is trying, no doubt, when the company knowsJust the look and the smell of each lily and rose, The green of each leaf in the sprigs that I bring, And the shape of the bunch and the knot of the string.
Yes, --"the style is the man, " and the nib of one's penMakes the same mark at twenty, and threescore and ten;It is so in all matters, if truth may be told;Let one look at the cast he can tell you the mould.
How we all know each other! no use in disguise;Through the holes in the mask comes the flash of the eyes;We can tell by his--somewhat--each one of our tribe, As we know the old hat which we cannot describe.
What to read after The Poetical Works of Oliver Wendell Holmes — volume 09: the Iron Gate And Other Poems?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Holmes, Oliver Wendell, 1809-1894 to read onlineMoreLess
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