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Ralph Waldo Emerson: Prayer
PrayerWhen success exalts thy lot, God for thy virtue lays a plot: And all thy life is for thy own, Then for mankind's instruction shown; And though thy knees were never bent, To Heaven thy…Ralph Waldo Emerson: Preface
PrefaceIn Mr. Cabot's prefatory note to the Riverside Edition of the Poems, published the year after Mr. Emerson's death, he said:— "This volume contains nearly all the pieces included in…Ralph Waldo Emerson: Promise
PromiseIn countless upward-striving waves The moon-drawn tide-wave strives; In thousand far-transplanted grafts The parent fruit survives; So, in the new-born millions, The perfect Adam lives…Ralph Waldo Emerson: Prudence
PrudenceTheme no poet gladly sung, Fair to old and foul to young; Scorn not thou the love of parts, And the articles of arts. Grandeur of the perfect sphere Thanks the atoms that cohere…Ralph Waldo Emerson: Quatrains
QuatrainsA.H.High was her heart, and yet was well inclined, Her manners made of bounty well refined; Far capitals and marble courts, her eye still seemed to see, Minstrels and kings and high-…Ralph Waldo Emerson: Rex
RexThe bard and mystic held me for their own, I filled the dream of sad, poetic maids, I took the friendly noble by the hand, I was the trustee of the hand-cart man, The brother of the fisher…Ralph Waldo Emerson: Riches
RichesHave ye seen the caterpillar Foully warking in his nest? 'T is the poor man getting siller, Without cleanness, without rest. Have ye seen the butterfly In braw claithing drest? 'T…Ralph Waldo Emerson: Rubies
RubiesThey brought me rubies from the mine, And held them to the sun; I said, they are drops of frozen wine From Eden's vats that run. I looked again,—I thought them hearts Of friends…Ralph Waldo Emerson: Saadi
SaadiTrees in groves, Kine in droves, In ocean sport the scaly herds, Wedge-like cleave the air the birds, To northern lakes fly wind-borne ducks, Browse the mountain sheep in flocks, Men…Ralph Waldo Emerson: Seashore
SeashoreI heard or seemed to hear the chiding Sea Say, Pilgrim, why so late and slow to come? Am I not always here, thy summer home? Is not my voice thy music, morn and eve? My breath thy…Trending
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