Poetical Works of Oliver Wendell Holmes, the — Volume 07: Songs of Many Seasons by Oliver Wendell Holmes
page 54 of 119 (45%)
page 54 of 119 (45%)
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Welcome! welcome! eyes can tell
What the lips in vain would spell,-- Words that hearts can understand, Brothers from the Flowery Land! We, the evening's latest born, Hail the children of the morn! We, the new creation's birth, Greet the lords of ancient earth, From their storied walls and towers Wandering to these tents of ours! Land of wonders, fair Cathay, Who long hast shunned the staring day, Hid in mists of poet's dreams By thy blue and yellow streams,-- Let us thy shadowed form behold,-- Teach us as thou didst of old. Knowledge dwells with length of days; Wisdom walks in ancient ways; Thine the compass that could guide A nation o'er the stormy tide, Scourged by passions, doubts, and fears, Safe through thrice a thousand years! Looking from thy turrets gray Thou hast seen the world's decay,-- Egypt drowning in her sands,-- Athens rent by robbers' hands,-- |
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