Quatrains (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poems)
S. H.With beams December planets dartHis cold eye truth and conduct scanned,July was in his sunny heart,October in his liberal ...
S. H.With beams December planets dartHis cold eye truth and conduct scanned,July was in his sunny heart,October in his liberal ...
DOWN in the South, by the waste without sail on it- Far from the zone of the blossom and tree- ...
O thou who first uplifted in such darkSo clear a torch aloft, who first shed lightUpon the profitable ends of ...
Oh, unforgotten and only lover, Many years have swept us apart,But none of the long dividing seasons Slay your memory in my ...
Peace will be signed and we'll be at your doorAt twelve o'clock at night, with noise and mirth,Your humble servant, ...
IT is sweet to rejoice for a day,-For a day that is reached at last!It is well for wanderers in ...
William de la Pole, Duke of Suffolk: beheaded 1450John Tiptoft, Earl of Worcester: beheaded 1470Anthony Woodville, Earl Rivers: beheaded 14831Processionals ...
Nature now spreads around in dreary hueA pall to cover all that summer knewYet in the poets solitary waySome pleasing ...
Man was made of social earth,Child and brother from his birth;Tethered by a liquid cordOf blood through veins of kindred ...
To Thomas HardyIOff the long headland, threshed about by round-backed breakers,There is a black rock, standing high at the full ...
THE tossing spray of Cocheco's fallHardened to ice on its rocky wall,As through Dover town in the chill, gray dawn,Three ...
They went to the January house, A house made all of snow, With windows of ice, and chandeliers Of icicles all in a ...
IHath not the morning dawned with added light?And shall not evening call another starOut of the infinite regions of the ...
Earl Strongbow lies in Dublin towers,Begirt by a mighty host;At the horn's wild sound they have gather'd aroundFrom forest, hill, ...
READ AT A MEETING OF THE BOSTON BRIC-A-BRACCLUB, FEBRUARY 21, 1877WHEN rose the cry "Great Pan is dead!"And Jove's high ...
I hate the clamours of the smoky towns,But much admire the bliss of rural clowns;Where some remains of innocence appear,Where ...
My white canoe, like the silvery air O'er the River of Death that darkly rolls When the moons of the world are ...
Our boat is asleep on Serchio's stream,Its sails are folded like thoughts in a dream,The helm sways idly, hither and ...
Do not lift him from the bracken,Leave him lying where he fell-Better bier ye cannot fashion:None beseems him half so ...
Clear was the sky as a silver shield;The bright sun blazed on the frozen field.On ice-bound river and white-robed prairieThe ...
LATE: a cold smear of sunlight bathes the room;The gilt lime of winter, a sun grown melancholy old,Streams in the ...
JANUARYJanus am I; oldest of potentates; Forward I look, and backward, and belowI count, as god of avenues and gates, The years ...
IOnce I had 1000 roses.Literally 1000 roses.I was working for a floristback in the shambling 'Thirtieswhen iced skids of 250 ...
Shall for the Man of Ross thy Lyre be strung,And sleeps illustrious Thanet yet unsung?Since to distinguish Merit is thy ...
Down by the Sutlej shore,Where sound the trumpet and the wild tum-tum,At winter's eve did comeA gaunt old northern lion, ...
With noiseless footstep, like the white-robed snow, The old year with closed record steals away;Record of gladness, suffering, joy, and woe, Of ...
THE OLD SNOW-MANHo! the old Snow-Man That Noey Bixler made!He looked as fierce and sassy As a soldier on parade!--'Cause Noey, when ...
JANE.Harry! I'm tired of playing. We'll draw roundThe fire, and Grandmamma perhaps will tell usOne of her stories.HARRY.Aye--dear Grandmamma!A pretty ...
'Twas a rich night in June. The air was all Fragrance and balm, and the wet leaves were stirred By the soft ...
Who painted thy wings for a vision, a pageant of summer,Butterfly gay?Who made thee, thou hovering silence for ever at ...
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