Boston (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poems)
Sicut Patribus, sit Deus Nobis)The rocky nook with hilltops threeLooked eastward from the farms,And twice each day the flowing seaTook ...
Sicut Patribus, sit Deus Nobis)The rocky nook with hilltops threeLooked eastward from the farms,And twice each day the flowing seaTook ...
I stand at the break of dayIn the Champs Elysees.The tremulous shafts of dawningAs they shoot o'er the Tuileries early,Strike ...
THIS is your month, the month of "perfect days,"Birds in full song and blossoms all ablaze.Nature herself your earliest welcome ...
"Come, sing a new song to her here while we listen!"They cry to her sons who sing;And one sings: " ...
"All hail!" the bells of Christmas rang,"All hail!" the monks at Christmas sang,The merry monks who kept with cheerThe gladdest ...
Bird of the bitter bright grey golden mornScarce risen upon the dusk of dolorous years,First of us all and sweetest ...
The toils, the flames, the thunders of the siege Are quench'd and hush'd. Night shrouds in funeral pallThe fallen fortress, and ...
On The Marriage Of George Baird Of Strichen And Cecilia HattonFill high the cup, but not with wine—The cup of ...
Break over the waiting hill-tops, White dawn of the Christmas morn!For the angels have sung through the midnight, That the wonderful Babe ...
O tenderly the haughty dayFills his blue urn with fire;One morn is in the mighty heaven,And one in our desire.The ...
I_Sailor William is dead. And now Toll the great bells disconsolate. Let the maiden have time for tearsEre you ...
Jist to intraj'uice me cobber, an 'is name is Ginger Mick -A rorty boy, a naughty boy, wiv rude impressions ...
A beggar sat by the King's highway, O, but the road was long! His hair was black and his beard ...
And "Happy! Happy! Happy!" Rang the bells of all the hours;"Shyly! Shyly! Shyly!" Looked and listened all the flowers;They were ...
Powdered and perfumed the full beeWinged heavily across the clover,And where the hills were dim with dew,Purple and blue the ...
LIKE an angry sun, like a splendid star, War gleams down the long years' track; They strain at ...
Free is the wind that lashes into foamThe fortress waves that gird the Sea-King's homeAnd free the war-worn Flag that ...
OUT of the depths of darkling life where sin Laughs piteously that sorrow should not know Her own ...
Three times thrice hath winter's rough white wing Crossed and curdled wells and streams with ice Since his birth whose ...
What d'ye think, lad; what d'ye think, As the roaring crowds go by? As the banners flare and the brasses ...
SECTION ONE "Give the engines room, Give the engines room." Louder, faster The little band-master Whips up the fluting, Hurries ...
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