Poems of Ralph Waldo EmersonOxford University Press, 1883 - 316 psl. This book is a collection of Ralph Waldo Emerson's poetry. |
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... Night veileth the morning , The vapor the hill . " The babe by its mother Lies bathed in joy ; Glide its hours uncounted , - The sun is its toy ; - Shines the peace of all being , Without cloud , in its eyes ; And the sum of the world ...
... Night veileth the morning , The vapor the hill . " The babe by its mother Lies bathed in joy ; Glide its hours uncounted , - The sun is its toy ; - Shines the peace of all being , Without cloud , in its eyes ; And the sum of the world ...
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... night ; From all evils to defend her ; In her lap to pour all splendor ; To ransack earth for riches rare , And fetch her stars to deck her hair : He mixes music with her thoughts , And saddens her with heavenly doubts : All grace , all ...
... night ; From all evils to defend her ; In her lap to pour all splendor ; To ransack earth for riches rare , And fetch her stars to deck her hair : He mixes music with her thoughts , And saddens her with heavenly doubts : All grace , all ...
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... and masters the sword . VOL . IX . GUY . MORTAL mixed of middle clay , Attempered to the night and day , Interchangeable with things , Needs no amulets nor rings . 3 Guy possessed the talisman That all things from him began GUY . 3333.
... and masters the sword . VOL . IX . GUY . MORTAL mixed of middle clay , Attempered to the night and day , Interchangeable with things , Needs no amulets nor rings . 3 Guy possessed the talisman That all things from him began GUY . 3333.
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... night - work , The frolic architecture of the snow . WOODNOTES . I. 1 . WHEN the pine tosses its cones To the song of its waterfall tones , Who speeds to the woodland walks ? To birds and trees who talks ? Cæsar of his leafy Rome ...
... night - work , The frolic architecture of the snow . WOODNOTES . I. 1 . WHEN the pine tosses its cones To the song of its waterfall tones , Who speeds to the woodland walks ? To birds and trees who talks ? Cæsar of his leafy Rome ...
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... build , Whose giddy top the morning loved to gild . Through these green tents , by eldest Nature dressed , He roamed , content alike with man and beast . Where darkness found him he lay glad at night ; WOODNOTES . 45.
... build , Whose giddy top the morning loved to gild . Through these green tents , by eldest Nature dressed , He roamed , content alike with man and beast . Where darkness found him he lay glad at night ; WOODNOTES . 45.
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agrimony bard beauty Behold beneath bird blood breath bring cheer child churl cloud cold Dædalus Dæmon dark delight Dervish doth dream earth enchanted eternal eyes fame Fate fear feet fire flame flowers forest garden genius glow gods grace Hafiz hand hast hath hear heard heaven hide hills Jove lake land leaves light lover maid MAIDEN SPEECH Merlin mighty Heart mind moon morning mould mountain Muse Nature Nature's nectar never night numbers o'er pine plant Pleiads poet polar night race rhyme rock Rome rose round Saadi sail scorn secret shalt shine sings skies sleep smile snow song soul sphere Sphinx Spring stars stream sweet tempest thee thine things thou thought throbbing thrush TITMOUSE tongue town trees voice walked wave wild wind wine wings wise wood youth zodiac
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17 psl. - Earth proudly wears the Parthenon, As the best gem upon her zone, And Morning opes with haste her lids To gaze upon the Pyramids; O'er England's abbeys bends the sky, As on its friends, with kindred eye; For out of Thought's interior sphere These wonders rose to upper air; And Nature gladly gave them place, Adopted them into her race, And granted them an equal date With Andes and with Ararat. These temples grew as grows the grass; Art might obey, but not surpass. The passive Master lent his hand...
139 psl. - BY the rude bridge that arched the flood, Their flag to April's breeze unfurled, Here once the embattled farmers stood, And fired the shot heard round the world.
233 psl. - CHARACTER The sun set; but set not his hope: Stars rose; his faith was earlier up: Fixed on the enormous galaxy, Deeper and older seemed his eye: And matched his sufferance sublime The taciturnity of time. He spoke, and words more soft than rain Brought the Age of Gold again: His action won such reverence sweet, As hid all measure of the feat...
170 psl. - IF the red slayer think he slays, Or if the slain think he is slain, They know not well the subtle ways I keep, and pass, and turn again.
180 psl. - So nigh is grandeur to our dust, So near is God to man, When Duty whispers low, Thou must, The youth replies, I can.
15 psl. - Nor knew her beauty's best attire Was woven still by the snow-white choir. At last she came to his hermitage, Like the bird from the woodlands to the cage; — The gay enchantment was undone, A gentle wife, but fairy none. Then I said, "I covet truth; Beauty is unripe childhood's cheat; I leave it behind with the games of youth...
275 psl. - From all that's fair, from all that's foul, Peals out a cheerful song. It is not only in the rose, It is not only in the bird. Not only where the rainbow glows, Nor in the song of woman heard, But in the darkest, meanest things There alway, alway something sings.
71 psl. - I'm not so large as you, You are not so small as I, And not half so spry. I'll not deny you make A very pretty squirrel track; Talents differ; all is well and wisely put; If I cannot carry forests on my back, Neither can you crack a nut.
198 psl. - DAUGHTERS of Time, the hypocritic Days, Muffled and dumb like barefoot dervishes, And marching single in an endless file, Bring diadems and fagots in their hands. To each they offer gifts after his will, Bread, kingdoms, stars, and sky that holds them all.
45 psl. - Seldom seen by wishful eyes, But all her shows did Nature yield, To please and win this pilgrim wise. He saw the partridge drum in the woods; He heard the woodcock's evening hymn; He found the tawny thrushes...