To Rhea (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poems)
Thee, dear friend, a brother soothes,Not with flatteries, but truths,Which tarnish not, but purifyTo light which dims the morning's eye.I ...
Thee, dear friend, a brother soothes,Not with flatteries, but truths,Which tarnish not, but purifyTo light which dims the morning's eye.I ...
I 'T is the middle of night on the Greenfield farm And the creatures are huddled to keep them from ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
From noiseful arms, and acts of prowess done In tournament or tilt, Sir Percivale, Whom Arthur and his knighthood called ...
All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, ...
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