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Subject: RE: BS: Voiceless by O.W. Holmes From: Genie Date: 11 Apr 02 - 04:49 AM Thanks so much for sharing this wonderful Holmes work with us, Paddymac, and for formatting it, Amos! Genie |
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Subject: RE: BS: Voiceless by O.W. Holmes From: Amos Date: 10 Apr 02 - 11:35 AM The Voiceless
By Oliver Wendell Holmes
1858
WE count the broken lyres that rest
Where the sweet wailing singers slumber,
But o'er their silent sister's breast
The wild-flowers who will stoop to number?
A few can touch the magic string,
And noisy Fame is proud to win them:--
Alas for those that never sing,
But die with all their music in them!
Nay, grieve not for the dead alone
Whose song has told their hearts' sad story,--
Weep for the voiceless, who have known
The cross without the crown of glory!
Not where Leucadian breezes sweep
O'er Sappho's memory-haunted billow,
But where the glistening night-dews weep
On nameless sorrow's churchyard pillow.
O hearts that break and give no sign
Save whitening lip and fading tresses,
Till Death pours out his longed-for wine
Slow-dropped from Misery's crushing presses,--
If singing breath or echoing chord
To every hidden pang were given,
What endless melodies were poured,
As sad as earth, as sweet as heaven!
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Subject: RE: BS: Voiceless by O.W. Holmes From: GUEST,Pete Peterson Date: 10 Apr 02 - 09:30 AM anybody know which Holmes this was? the Autocrat of the Breakfast Table (my guess) or his son (early 20s at the time, but Bryant wropte Thanatopsis at about that age) |
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Subject: RE: BS: Voiceless by O.W. Holmes From: georgeward Date: 10 Apr 02 - 03:14 AM Lovely indeed! For those who want to try the link, don't include "The Voiceless" that follows "html". -G |
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Subject: RE: BS: Voiceless by O.W. Holmes From: michaelr Date: 09 Apr 02 - 09:11 PM Paddymac - that's absolutely lovely! I copied it right away. Thanks for sharing! Michael |
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Subject: Voiceless by O.W. Holmes From: GUEST,cookieless paddymac Date: 09 Apr 02 - 02:21 AM Whilst aimlessly surfing, I happened on this marvelous little poem by the great American jurist. I immediately thought of the 'cat as a collection of folks who would truly appreciate it. Perhaps a Joe Clone could convert the address to a proper BCT?
http://www.eldritchpress.org/owh/vless.html By Oliver Wendell Holmes 1858 WE count the broken lyres that rest Where the sweet wailing singers slumber, But o'er their silent sister's breast The wild-flowers who will stoop to number? A few can touch the magic string, And noisy Fame is proud to win them:-- Alas for those that never sing, But die with all their music in them! Nay, grieve not for the dead alone Whose song has told their hearts' sad story,-- Weep for the voiceless, who have known The cross without the crown of glory! Not where Leucadian breezes sweep O'er Sappho's memory-haunted billow, But where the glistening night-dews weep On nameless sorrow's churchyard pillow. O hearts that break and give no sign Save whitening lip and fading tresses, Till Death pours out his longed-for wine Slow-dropped from Misery's crushing presses,-- If singing breath or echoing chord To every hidden pang were given, What endless melodies were poured, As sad as earth, as sweet as heaven!
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