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YET in the darksome crypt I left so late	A
Whose only altar is its rusted grate	A
Sepulchral rayless joyless as it seems	B
Shamed by the glare of May s refulgent beams	B
While the dim seasons dragged their shrouded train	C
Its paler splendors were not quite in vain	C
From these dull bars the cheerful firelight s glow	D
Streamed through the casement o er the spectral snow	D
Here while the night wind wreaked its frantic will	E
On the loose ocean and the rock bound hill	E
Rent the cracked topsail from its quivering yard	F
And rived the oak a thousand storms had scarred	F
Fenced by these walls the peaceful taper shone	G
Nor felt a breath to slant its trembling cone	G
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Not all unblest the mild interior scene	H
When the red curtain spread its falling screen	H
O er some light task the lonely hours were past	I
And the long evening only flew too fast	I
Or the wide chair its leathern arms would lend	J
In genial welcome to some easy friend	J
Stretched on its bosom with relaxing nerves	K
Slow moulding plastic to its hollow curves	K
Perchance indulging if of generous creed	L
In brave Sir Walter s dream compelling weed	L
Or happier still the evening hour would bring	M
To the round table its expected ring	M
And while the punch bowl s sounding depths were stirred	N
Its silver cherubs smiling as they heard	N
Our hearts would open as at evening s hour	O
The close sealed primrose frees its hidden flower	O
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Such the warm life this dim retreat has known	G
Not quite deserted when its guests were flown	G
Nay filled with friends an unobtrusive set	P
Guiltless of calls and cards and etiquette	Q
Ready to answer never known to ask	R
Claiming no service prompt for every task	R
On those dark shelves no housewife hand profanes	K
O er his mute files the monarch folio reigns	K
A mingled race the wreck of chance and time	S
That talk all tongues and breathe of every clime	S
Each knows his place and each may claim his part	T
In some quaint corner of his master s heart	T
This old Decretal won from Moss s hoards	K
Thick leaved brass cornered ribbed with oaken boards	K
Stands the gray patriarch of the graver rows	K
Its fourth ripe century narrowing to its close	K
Not daily conned but glorious still to view	U
With glistening letters wrought in red and blue	U
There towers Stagira s all embracing sage	V
The Aldine anchor on his opening page	V
There sleep the births of Plato s heavenly mind	W
In yon dark tomb by jealous clasps confused	X
Olim e libris dare I call it mine	Y
Of Yale s grave Head and Killingworth s divine	Y
In those square sheets the songs of Maro fill	E
The silvery types of smooth leaved Baskerville	E
High over all in close compact array	Z
Their classic wealth the Elzevirs display	Z
In lower regions of the sacred space	K
Range the dense volumes of a humbler race	K
There grim chirurgeons all their mysteries teach	A2
In spectral pictures or in crabbed speech	A2
Harvey and Haller fresh from Nature s page	V
Shoulder the dreamers of an earlier age	V
Lully and Geber and the learned crew	U
That loved to talk of all they could not do	U
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Why count the rest those names of later days	K
That many love and all agree to praise	K
Or point the titles where a glance may read	B2
The dangerous lines of party or of creed	L
Too well perchance the chosen list would show	D
What few may care and none can claim to know	D
Each has his features whose exterior seal	C2
A brush may copy or a sunbeam steal	C2
Go to his study on the nearest shelf	D2
Stands the mosaic portrait of himself	D2
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What though for months the tranquil dust descends	K
Whitening the heads of these mine ancient friends	K
While the damp offspring of the modern press	K
Flaunts on my table with its pictured dress	K
Not less I love each dull familiar face	K
Nor less should miss it from the appointed place	K
I snatch the book along whose burning leaves	K
His scarlet web our wild romancer weaves	K
Yet while proud Hester s fiery pangs I share	E2
My old MAGNALIA must be standing there	E2

Oliver Wendell Holmes

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