Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES, by LOUISE CHANDLER MOULTON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: And can it be on the relentless blast Last Line: Bereft of our dear singer, and his song? Alternate Author Name(s): Chandler, Ellen Louise Subject(s): Holmes, Oliver Wendell (1809-1894) | ||||||||
AND can it be on the relentless blast The Last Leaf has blown by -- the tree is bare? Strange was the chill that shivered on the air, As if an unclothed soul were hurrying past, In search of some new region strange and vast -- Some Country unexplored, where dead men fare, Assuaged of Life, and all Life's carking care, To the Great Rapture, waiting them at last. He may be glad for whom the Heavens ope, And the New Day shines royally and clear -- But we, who mourn him and shall mourn him long, For what meet consolation shall we hope -- Or whither shall our sorrow turn for cheer, Bereft of our dear Singer, and his song? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN EPISTLE TO DR. OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES; ON HIS 75TH BIRTHDAY by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE TO O.W. HOLMES; ON HIS 70TH BIRTHDAY by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE TO O.W. HOLMES ON HIS SEVENTY-FIFTH BIRTHDAY by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL O. W. HOLMES ON HIS EIGHTIETH BIRTHDAY by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER OUR AUTOCRAT by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER TO OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES (WHITTIER'S LAST POEM) by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES by WILLIAM HAMILTON HAYNE FILLING AN ORDER by JOHN TOWNSEND TROWBRIDGE A PAINTED FAN by LOUISE CHANDLER MOULTON AT MIDSUMMER by LOUISE CHANDLER MOULTON HIC JACET by LOUISE CHANDLER MOULTON LAUS VENERIS (A PICTURE BY BURNE-JONES) by LOUISE CHANDLER MOULTON |
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