The Poetical Works of Oliver Wendell Holmes — volume 12: Verses From the Oldest Portfolio
The Poetical Works of Oliver Wendell Holmes — volume 12: Verses From the Oldest Portfolio
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That thing thou fondly deem'st a nose, Unsightly though it be, --In spite of all the cold world's scorn, It may be much to thee.
Those eyes, --among thine elder friendsPerhaps they pass for blue, --No matter, --if a man can see, What more have eyes to do?
Thy mouth, --that fissure in thy face, By something like a chin, --May be a very useful placeTo put thy victual in.
I know thou hast a wife at home, I know thou hast a child, By that subdued, domestic smileUpon thy features mild.
That wife sit...s fearless by thy side, That cherub on thy knee;They do not shudder at thy looks, They do not shrink from thee.
Above thy mantel is a hook, --A portrait once was there;It was thine only ornament, --Alas! that hook is bare.
She begged thee not to let it go, She begged thee all in vain;She wept, --and breathed a trembling prayerTo meet it safe again.
It was a bitter sight to seeThat picture torn away;It was a solemn thought to thinkWhat all her friends would say!
And often in her calmer hours, And in her happy dreams, Upon its long-deserted hookThe absent portrait seems.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
That thing thou fondly deem'st a nose, Unsightly though it be, --In spite of all the cold world's scorn, It may be much to thee.
Those eyes, --among thine elder friendsPerhaps they pass for blue, --No matter, --if a man can see, What more have eyes to do?
Thy mouth, --that fissure in thy face, By something like a chin, --May be a very useful placeTo put thy victual in.
I know thou hast a wife at home, I know thou hast a child, By that subdued, domestic smileUpon thy features mild.
That wife sit...s fearless by thy side, That cherub on thy knee;They do not shudder at thy looks, They do not shrink from thee.
Above thy mantel is a hook, --A portrait once was there;It was thine only ornament, --Alas! that hook is bare.
She begged thee not to let it go, She begged thee all in vain;She wept, --and breathed a trembling prayerTo meet it safe again.
It was a bitter sight to seeThat picture torn away;It was a solemn thought to thinkWhat all her friends would say!
And often in her calmer hours, And in her happy dreams, Upon its long-deserted hookThe absent portrait seems.
What to read after The Poetical Works of Oliver Wendell Holmes — volume 12: Verses From the Oldest Portfolio?
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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