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Ralph Waldo Emerson: The Day's Ration
The Day's Ration When I was born, From all the seas of strength Fate filled a chalice, Saying, 'This be thy portion, child; this chalice, Less than a lily's, thou shalt daily draw…Ralph Waldo Emerson: The Humble-Bee
The Humble-BeeBurly, dozing humble-bee, Where thou art is clime for me. Let them sail for Porto Rique, Far-off heats through seas to seek; I will follow thee alone, Thou animated torrid-zone…Ralph Waldo Emerson: The Informing Spirit
The Informing SpiritIThere is no great and no small To the Soul that maketh all: And where it cometh, all things are; And it cometh everywhere.III am owner of the sphere, Of the seven stars…Ralph Waldo Emerson: The Initial Love
The Initial LoveVenus, when her son was lost, Cried him up and down the coast, In hamlets, palaces and parks, And told the truant by his marks,— Golden curls, and quiver and bow. This befell…Ralph Waldo Emerson: The Last Farewell
The Last FarewellLines Written by the Author's Brother, Edward Bliss Emerson, Whilst Sailing out of Boston Harbor, Bound for the Island of Porto Rico, in 1832Farewell, ye lofty spires That…Ralph Waldo Emerson: The Nun's Aspiration
The Nun's AspirationThe yesterday doth never smile, The day goes drudging through the while, Yet, in the name of Godhead, I The morrow front, and can defy; Though I am weak, yet God, when…Ralph Waldo Emerson: The Romany Girl
The Romany GirlThe sun goes down, and with him takes The coarseness of my poor attire; The fair moon mounts, and aye the flame Of Gypsy beauty blazes higher. Pale Northern girls! you scorn…Ralph Waldo Emerson: The Snow-Storm
The Snow-StormAnnounced by all the trumpets of the sky, Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields, Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air Hides hills and woods, the river, and the…Ralph Waldo Emerson: The World-Soul
The World-SoulThanks to the morning light, Thanks to the foaming sea, To the uplands of New Hampshire, To the green-haired forest free; Thanks to each man of courage, To the maids of…Ralph Waldo Emerson: To-Day
To-DayI rake no coffined clay, nor publish wide The resurrection of departed pride. Safe in their ancient crannies, dark and deep, Let kings and conquerors, saints and soldiers sleep— Late in…Trending
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