Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. | |
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Holmes in about 1853
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Born | Oliver Wendell Holmes August 29, 1809 Cambridge, Massachusetts |
Died | October 7, 1894 (aged 85) Boston, Massachusetts |
He was many faceted man. Beside his medical career he was an author and poet--a man who experienced life. This poem of his always makes me smile:
The Height of the Ridiculous
By Oliver Wendell Holmes
I WROTE some lines once on a time
In wondrous merry mood,
And thought, as usual, men would say
They were exceeding good.
They were so queer, so very queer,
I laughed as I would die;
Albeit, in the general way,
A sober man am I.
I called my servant, and he came;
How kind it was of him
To mind a slender man like me,
He of the mighty limb.
“These to the printer,” I exclaimed,
And, in my humorous way,
I added (as a trifling jest,)
“There ’ll be the devil to pay.”
He took the paper, and I watched,
And saw him peep within;
At the first line he read, his face
Was all upon the grin.
He read the next; the grin grew broad,
And shot from ear to ear;
He read the third; a chuckling noise
I now began to hear.
The fourth; he broke into a roar;
The fifth; his waistband split;
The sixth; he burst five buttons off,
And tumbled in a fit.
Ten days and nights, with sleepless eye,
I watched that wretched man,
And since, I never dare to write
As funny as I can.
We can all learn a lesson by following his example of a person who is not held back by what is considered normal or "the way it's always done". We each can expand our horizons and improve our world. We must not forget to include humor in our daily life.
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