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Ralph Waldo Emerson: Nature I

Nature IWinters know Easily to shed the snow, And the untaught Spring is wise In cowslips and anemonies. Nature, hating art and pains, Baulks and baffles plotting brains; Casualty and…

Ralph Waldo Emerson: Nature

NatureIA subtle chain of countless rings The next unto the farthest brings; The eye reads omens where it goes, And speaks all languages the rose; And, striving to be man, the worm Mounts…

Ralph Waldo Emerson: Nemesis

NemesisAlready blushes on thy cheek The bosom thought which thou must speak; The bird, how far it haply roam By cloud or isle, is flying home; The maiden fears, and fearing runs Into the…

Ralph Waldo Emerson: October

October October woods wherein The boy's dream comes to pass, And Nature squanders on the boy her pomp, And crowns him with a more than royal crown, And unimagined splendor waits his steps.…

Ralph Waldo Emerson: Pan

PanO what are heroes, prophets, men, But pipes through which the breath of Pan doth blow A momentary music. Being's tide Swells hitherward, and myriads of forms Live, robed with beauty,…

Ralph Waldo Emerson: Philosopher

PhilosopherPhilosophers are lined with eyes within, And, being so, the sage unmakes the man. In love, he cannot therefore cease his trade; Scarce the first blush has overspread his cheek, He…

Ralph Waldo Emerson: III

IIISaid Saadi, "When I stood before Hassan the camel-driver's door, I scorned the fame of Timour brave; Timour, to Hassan, was a slave. In every glance of Hassan's eye I read great years of…

Ralph Waldo Emerson: IV

IVThe civil world will much forgive To bards who from its maxims live, But if, grown bold, the poet dare Bend his practice to his prayer And following his mighty heart Shame the times and…

Ralph Waldo Emerson: Politics

PoliticsGold and iron are good To buy iron and gold; All earth's fleece and food For their like are sold. Boded Merlin wise, Proved Napoleon great, Nor kind nor coinage buys Aught above its…

Ralph Waldo Emerson: Power

PowerHis tongue was framed to music, And his hand was armed with skill; His face was the mould of beauty, And his heart the throne of will.