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 ...
Ralph Waldo Emerson Poems on Sleep (13 Poems)
The Adirondacs (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poems)
A JOURNAL.DEDICATED TO MY FELLOW-TRAVELLERS IN AUGUST, 1858.Wise and polite,--and if I drewTheir several portraits, you would ownChaucer had no ...
Voluntaries (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poems)
I.Low and mournful be the strain,Haughty thought be far from me;Tones of penitence and pain,Moanings of the tropic sea;Low and ...
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 ...
The Titmouse (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poems)
You shall not be overboldWhen you deal with arctic cold,As late I found my lukewarm bloodChilled wading in the snow-choked ...
Waldeinsamkeit (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poems)
I do not count the hours I spendIn wandering by the sea;The forest is my loyal friend,Like God it useth ...
Monadnoc (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "- Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!-If ...
The Forerunners (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Long I followed happy guides,- I could never reach their sides. Their step is forth, and, ere the day, Breaks ...
The Sphynx (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The Sphynx is drowsy, Her wings are furled, Her ear is heavy, She broods on the world.? "Who'll tell me ...
Saadi (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Trees in groves, Kine in droves, In ocean sport the scaly herds, Wedge-like cleave the air the birds, To northern ...
Alphonso Of Castile (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
I Alphonso live and learn, Seeing nature go astern. Things deteriorate in kind, Lemons run to leaves and rind, Meagre ...
The Sphinx (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The Sphinx is drowsy, Her wings are furled: Her ear is heavy, She broods on the world. "Who'll tell me ...
The Bell (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
I love thy music, mellow bell, I love thine iron chime, To life or death, to heaven or hell, Which ...