May-Day (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poems)
Daughter of Heaven and Earth, coy Spring,With sudden passion languishing,Maketh all things softly smile,Painteth pictures mile on mile,Holds a cup ...
Daughter of Heaven and Earth, coy Spring,With sudden passion languishing,Maketh all things softly smile,Painteth pictures mile on mile,Holds a cup ...
A JOURNAL.DEDICATED TO MY FELLOW-TRAVELLERS IN AUGUST, 1858.Wise and polite,--and if I drewTheir several portraits, you would ownChaucer had no ...
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 do not count the hours I spendIn wandering by the sea;The forest is my loyal friend,Like God it useth ...
Himself it was who wroteHis rank, and quartered his own coat.There is no king nor sovereign stateThat can fix a ...
Good-bye, proud world! I'm going home;Thou art my friend, and I'm not thine.Long through thy weary crowds I roam;A river-ark ...
A ruddy drop of manly bloodThe surging sea outweighs,The world uncertain comes and goes;The lover rooted stays.I fancied he was ...
Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "- Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!-If ...
The south-wind brings Life, sunshine, and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire, But over the dead ...
When I was born, From all the seas of strength Fate filled a chalice, Saying, This be thy portion, child; ...
Though loth to grieve The evil time's sole patriot, I cannot leave My buried thought For the priest's cant, Or ...
Himself it was who wrote His rank, and quartered his own coat. There is no king nor sovereign state That ...
Trees in groves, Kine in droves, In ocean sport the scaly herds, Wedge-like cleave the air the birds, To northern ...
Hast thou named all the birds without a gun; Loved the wood-rose, and left it on its stalk; At rich ...
Give me truths, For I am weary of the surfaces, And die of inanition. If I knew Only the herbs ...
Good-by, proud world, I'm going home, Thou'rt not my friend, and I'm not thine; Long through thy weary crowds I ...
Give all to love; Obey thy heart; Friends, kindred, days, Estate, good fame, Plans, credit, and the muse; Nothing refuse. ...
To laugh often and much; To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; To earn the ...
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