Where go the poet's lines? Answer, ye evening tapers! Ye auburn locks, ye golden curls, Speak from your folded papers!
Oliver Wendell Holmes Connected to the Carolinas
Source
"The Poet's Lot", Poems (1836)
- year
- 1836
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“Where go the poet's lines? Answer, ye evening tapers! Ye aub…” Oliver Wendell Holmes. Carolina Quotes, record CQ-0CFD499E6F. https://carolinaquotes.com/quote/0cfd499e6f
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