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Poetry and Poets
Wendell Holmes, Sr. was a noted physician and lecturer, as well as a
voluminous "part-time" poet. It was in his role as a
lecturer/public speaker that Holmes wrote many of his poems, and much
of his poetry bear a perspective of some special occasion.
son (“Junior”, 1831-1935) was a Justice of the United States
Supreme Court. This Supreme Court jurist inherited his father's wit,
which is often displayed in his pithy remarks and official
opinions. Junior is one of the “most-cited” justices of the
- S. H. Bass
Wendell Holmes at vintagewinepoems.com
For A Social Meeting (with alterations)
Lyre Of Anacreon
Wendell Holmes, Sr. (1809-1894), American poet
clock has struck noon; ere it thrice tell the
shall meet round the table that blushes with
I shall blush deeper with shame-driven blood
I came to the banquet and brought not a bud.
cares that his verse is a beggar in art
you see through its rags the full throb of his
asks if his comrade is battered and tanned
he feels his warm soul in the clasp of his hand?
be it an epic, or be it a line,
Boys will all love it because it is mine;
sung their last song on the morn of the day
tore from their lives the last blossom of May.
is not the sunset that glows in the wine,
the smile that beams over it, makes it divine;
scatter these drops, and behold, as they fall,
day-star of memory shines through them all!
these are the last; they are drops that I stole
a wine-press that crushes the life from the
they ran through my heart and they sprang to my
our twentieth sweet summer was smiling again!
from The Poetical
Works of Oliver Wendell Holmes
The Poetical Works of Oliver Wendell Holmes
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