The Adirondacs (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poems)
A JOURNAL.DEDICATED TO MY FELLOW-TRAVELLERS IN AUGUST, 1858.Wise and polite,--and if I drewTheir several portraits, you would ownChaucer had no ...
A JOURNAL.DEDICATED TO MY FELLOW-TRAVELLERS IN AUGUST, 1858.Wise and polite,--and if I drewTheir several portraits, you would ownChaucer had no ...
'It is the voice of years that are gone!they roll before me with all their deeds.'~OSSIANNewstead! fast-falling, once-resplendent dome! Religion's shrine! ...
At Carnac in Brittany, close on the bay,They show you a church, or rather the grayRibs of a dead one, ...
Something forgotten for twenty years: though my fathersand mothers came from Cordova and Vitepsk and Caernarvon,and though I am a ...
In those old times no recollection liesOf numerous bulls and protonotaries;Who dignities and prebends eight or nineHold-abbeys and rich priories ...
He reared the minster portal long ago,The "Golden Borough's" chiefest architect,Scooped in its rocky face three caverns deep,Piled 'gainst their ...
Yet, yet a moment, one dim ray of light Indulge, dread Chaos, and eternal Night!Of darkness visible so much be ...
At hawthorn-time in Wiltshire travellingIn search of something chance would never bring,An old man's face, by life and weather cutAnd ...
Abbeydorney, Abbeydorney, Long ago thy race was run, Prone thou art 'mid thickets thorny, Shrine of Kyrie Eleison! ...
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