Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. ( 10 of 44 )
Our Union is river, lake, ocean, and sky:
Man breaks not the medal, when God cuts the die!
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Our Union is river, lake, ocean, and sky:
Man breaks not the medal, when God cuts the die!
Though darkened with sulphur, though cloven with steel,
The blue arch will brighten, the waters will heal!
Stop not, unthinking, every friend you meet
To spin your wordy fabric in the street;
While you read more
Stop not, unthinking, every friend you meet
To spin your wordy fabric in the street;
While you are emptying your colloquial pack,
The fiend Lumbago jumps upon his back.
Little I ask; my wants are few;
I only wish a hut of stone
(A very plain read more
Little I ask; my wants are few;
I only wish a hut of stone
(A very plain brown stone will do),
That I may call my own;
And close at hand is such a one
In yonder street that fronts the sun.
Grave is the Master's look; his forehead wears
Thick rows of wrinkles, prints of worrying cares:
Uneasy read more
Grave is the Master's look; his forehead wears
Thick rows of wrinkles, prints of worrying cares:
Uneasy lies the heads of all that rule,
His worst of all whose kingdom is a school.
Supreme he sits; before the awful frown
That binds his brows the boldest eye goes down;
Not more submissive Israel heard and saw
At Sinai's foot the Giver of the Law.
Scarce one tall frigate walks the sea
Or skirts the safer shores
Of all that bore to read more
Scarce one tall frigate walks the sea
Or skirts the safer shores
Of all that bore to victory
Our stout old Commodores.
Every library should try to be complete on something, if it were
only the history of pinheads.
Every library should try to be complete on something, if it were
only the history of pinheads.
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.
The axis of the earth sticks out visibly through the centre of
each and every town or city.
The axis of the earth sticks out visibly through the centre of
each and every town or city.
Sin has many tools, but a lie is the handle that fits the all.
Sin has many tools, but a lie is the handle that fits the all.
Everything is twice as large, measured on a three-year-old's
three-foot scale on a thirty-year-old's six-foot scale.
Everything is twice as large, measured on a three-year-old's
three-foot scale on a thirty-year-old's six-foot scale.
