Maxioms by Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.
And when you stick on conversation's burs,
Don't strew your pathway with those dreadful urs.
And when you stick on conversation's burs,
Don't strew your pathway with those dreadful urs.
Then there is that glorious Epicurean paradox, uttered by my
friend, the Historian in one of his flashing moments: read more
Then there is that glorious Epicurean paradox, uttered by my
friend, the Historian in one of his flashing moments: "Give us
the luxuries of life, and we will dispense with its necessaries."
Boston State-house is the hub of the solar system. You couldn't
pry that out of a Boston man if read more
Boston State-house is the hub of the solar system. You couldn't
pry that out of a Boston man if you had the tire of all creation
straightened out for a crow-bar.
Ay, here her tattered ensign down!
Long has it waved on high,
And many an eye has read more
Ay, here her tattered ensign down!
Long has it waved on high,
And many an eye has danced to see
That banner in the sky.