The Rhodora (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
On being asked, Whence is the flower? In May, when sea-winds pierced our solitudes, I found the fresh Rhodora in ...
On being asked, Whence is the flower? In May, when sea-winds pierced our solitudes, I found the fresh Rhodora in ...
As she laughed I was aware of becoming involved in her laughter and being part of it, until her teeth ...
Memory: I can take my head and strike it on a wall on Cumberland Island Where the night tide came ...
I wake and hearing it raining. Were I dead, what would I give Lazily to lie here, Like this, and ...
What sort of arrow split the sky and this rock? It's quivering, spreading like a peacock's fan Like the mist ...
When I heard he had entered the harbor, and circled the wharf for days, I expected the worst: shallow water, ...
Thou youngest virgin-daughter of the skies, Made in the last promotion of the Blest; Whose palms, new pluck'd from Paradise, ...
To the Pious Memory of the Accomplished Young Lady, Mrs Anne Killigrew, Excellent in the Two Sister-arts of Poesy and ...
In robes of Tyrian blue the King was drest, A jewelled collar shone upon his breast, A giant ruby glittered ...
I LEGEND Long ago Apollo called to Aristæus, youngest of the shepherds, Saying, "I will make you keeper of my ...
I Thou who hast made thy dwelling fair With flowers beneath, above with starry lights, And set thine altars everywhere,-- ...
I dwell in Possibility -- A fairer House than Prose -- More numerous of Windows -- Superior -- for Doors ...
Begin, my muse, the imitative lay, Aonian doxies sound the thrumming string; Attempt no number of the plaintive Gay, Let ...
Where the rough Caigra rolls the surgy wave, Urging his thunders thro' the echoing cave; Where the sharp rocks, in ...
Recite the loves of Narva and Mored The priest of Chalma's triple idol said. High from the ground the youthful ...
Oh happy shades--to me unblest! Friendly to peace, but not to me! How ill the scene that offers rest, And ...
Sometimes a light surprises The Christian while he sings; It is the Lord who rises With healing on His wings; ...
I THERE is one Mind, one omnipresent Mind, Omnific. His most holy name is Love. Truth of subliming import! with ...
Within a thick and spreading hawthorn bush That overhung a molehill large and round, I heard from morn to morn ...
The Maple with its tassell flowers of green That turns to red, a stag horn shapèd seed Just spreading out ...
Summer pleasures they are gone like to visions every one And the cloudy days of autumn and of winter cometh ...
Up the ash tree climbs the ivy, Up the ivy climbs the sun, With a twenty-thousand pattering, Has a valley ...
Bells are booming down the bohreens, White the mist along the grass, Now the Julias, Maeves and Maureens Move between ...
When melancholy Autumn comes to Wembley And electric trains are lighted after tea The poplars near the stadium are trembly ...
Strange, is it not? She was making her garden, Planting the old-fashioned flowers that day- Bleeding-hearts tender and bachelors-buttons- Spreading ...
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
Chorus-O wat ye wha's in yon town, Ye see the e'enin sun upon, The dearest maid's in yon town, That ...
Chorus.-Bonie lassie, will ye go, Will ye go, will ye go, Bonie lassie, will ye go To the birks of ...
AS on the banks o' wandering Nith, Ae smiling simmer morn I stray'd, And traced its bonie howes and haughs, ...
SWEET fa's the eve on Craigieburn, And blythe awakes the morrow; But a' the pride o' Spring's return Can yield ...
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