May-Day, by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Daughter of Heaven and Earth, coy Spring,
With sudden passion languishing,
Teaching Barren m...
Daughter of Heaven and Earth, coy Spring,
With sudden passion languishing,
Teaching Barren m...
Thy trivial harp will never please
Or fill my craving ear;
Its chords should ring as blows the...
The rhyme of the poet
Modulates the king's affairs;
Balance-loving Nature
Made all things in ...
I Of Merlin wise I learned a song, --
Sing it low or sing it loud,
It is mightier than the st...
What care I, so they stand the same, --
Things of the heavenly mind, --
How long the power to ...
I cannot spare water or wine,
Tobacco-leaf, or poppy, or rose;
From the earth-poles to the ...
Thousand minstrels woke within me,
'Our music's in the hills; '--
Gayest pictures rose to win ...
Because I was content with these poor fields,
Low, open meads, slender and sluggish streams, ...
If I could put my woods in song
And tell what's there enjoyed,
All men would to my gardens thr...
I A subtle chain of countless rings
The next unto the farthest brings;
The eye reads omens wh...
Winters know
Easily to shed the snow,
And the untaught Spring is wise
In cowslips and anemoni...
She is gamesome and good,
But of mutable mood, --
No dreary repeater now and again,
She will...
Already blushes on thy cheek
The bosom thought which thou must speak;
The bird, how far it ...
The yesterday doth never smile,
The day goes drudging through the while,
Yet, in the name of...
I, Alphonso, live and learn,
Seeing Nature go astern.
Things deteriorate in kind;
Lemons r...