America : our national hymn . AT VALLEY OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES. THE BOYS. December 13, 1883. Where are the boys of earlier years, Once known and loved so well;Where childhoods hopes and childhoods fears, O Muse of history, tell! Where are the noisy shouts that spoke In wild joy on the air?Where are the lips, in love which spoke — The echoes answer, Where ? Where are the ready eye and hand That made our greetings sweet ?Parted lono- since — the choice old band — Where will they ever meet ? Where are they ? Ask the manly face,White hairs and furrowed brow, THE BOYS. The veterans, with the
America : our national hymn . AT VALLEY OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES. THE BOYS. December 13, 1883. Where are the boys of earlier years, Once known and loved so well;Where childhoods hopes and childhoods fears, O Muse of history, tell! Where are the noisy shouts that spoke In wild joy on the air?Where are the lips, in love which spoke — The echoes answer, Where ? Where are the ready eye and hand That made our greetings sweet ?Parted lono- since — the choice old band — Where will they ever meet ? Where are they ? Ask the manly face,White hairs and furrowed brow, THE BOYS. The veterans, with their antique grace —The boys are elders now. Roll back, roll back Lites hastening tide,Nor count each passing year; Behold, their bows in strength abide,The ancient boys are here ! Doctor Oliver Wendell Holmes, a classmate of Doctor Smith in Harvard University, in his poems for the annualclass festival, is accustomed to speak of his associates at Harvard as the boys. See his poem for 1859, entitledThe Boys, in the Household Edition of Do
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