Poems by Ralph Waldo Emerson

Your picture smiles as first it smiled;
The ring you gave is still the same;
Your letter tell...

Think me not unkind and rude
That I walk alone in grove and glen;
I go to the god of the wood
...

The April winds are magical
And thrill our tuneful frames;
The garden walks are passional
To ...

Give to barrows, trays and pans
Grace and glimmer of romance;
Bring the moonlight into noon
...

Each the herald is who wrote
His rank, and quartered his own coat.
There is no king nor sovere...

Bring me wine, but wine which never grew
In the belly of the grape,
Or grew on vine whose tap...

Was never form and never face
So sweet to Seyd as only grace
Which did not slumber like a stone...

'May be true what I had heard, --
Earth's a howling wilderness,
Truculent with fraud and force...

SICUT PATRIBUS, SIT DEUS NOBIS The rocky nook with hilltops three
Looked eastward from the far...

Day! Hast thou two faces,
Making one place two places?
One, by humble farmer seen,
Chill an...

Nature centres into balls,
And her proud ephemerals,
Fast to surface and outside,
Scan the ...

Why should I keep holiday
When other men have none?
Why but because, when these are gay,
I s...

The wings of Time are black and white,
Pied with morning and with night.
Mountain tall and oce...

SUNG AT THE COMPLETION OF THE BATTLE MONUMENT, JULY 4, 1837 By the rude bridge that arched the...