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 ...
S. H.With beams December planets dartHis cold eye truth and conduct scanned,July was in his sunny heart,October in his liberal ...
Man was made of social earth,Child and brother from his birth;Tethered by a liquid cordOf blood through veins of kindred ...
Thee, dear friend, a brother soothes,Not with flatteries, but truths,Which tarnish not, but purifyTo light which dims the morning's eye.I ...
And I behold once moreMy old familiar haunts; here the blue river,The same blue wonder that my infant eyeAdmired, sage ...
Mortal mixed of middle clay,Attempered to the night and day,Interchangeable with things,Needs no amulets nor rings.Guy possessed the talismanThat all ...
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 rhyme of the poet Modulates the king's affairs, Balance-loving nature Made all things in pairs. To every foot its ...
Because I was content with these poor fields, Low open meads, slender and sluggish streams, And found a home in ...
The green grass is growing, The morning wind is in it, 'Tis a tune worth the knowing, Though it change ...
The south-wind brings Life, sunshine, and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire, But over the dead ...
The Sphynx is drowsy, Her wings are furled, Her ear is heavy, She broods on the world.? "Who'll tell me ...
Though loth to grieve The evil time's sole patriot, I cannot leave My buried thought For the priest's cant, Or ...
I Alphonso live and learn, Seeing nature go astern. Things deteriorate in kind, Lemons run to leaves and rind, Meagre ...
The Sphinx is drowsy, Her wings are furled: Her ear is heavy, She broods on the world. "Who'll tell me ...
I Thy trivial harp will never please Or fill my craving ear; Its chords should ring as blows the breeze, ...
Give me truths, For I am weary of the surfaces, And die of inanition. If I knew Only the herbs ...
Man was made of social earth, Child and brother from his birth; Tethered by a liquid cord Of blood through ...
I like a church, I like a cowl, I love a prophet of the soul, And on my heart monastic ...
Your picture smiles as first it smiled, The ring you gave is still the same, Your letter tells, O changing ...
Venus, when her son was lost, Cried him up and down the coast, In hamlets, palaces, and parks, And told ...
Little thinks, in the field, yon red-cloaked clown, Of thee, from the hill-top looking down; And the heifer, that lows ...
Give all to love; Obey thy heart; Friends, kindred, days, Estate, good fame, Plans, credit, and the muse; Nothing refuse. ...
Higher far, Upward, into the pure realm, Over sun or star, Over the flickering Dæmon film, Thou must mount for ...
Who gave thee, O Beauty! The keys of this breast, Too credulous lover Of blest and unblest? Say when in ...
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