Song of Nature, by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Mine are the night and morning,
The pits of ...
Mine are the night and morning,
The pits of ...
Her lily hand her rosy cheek lies under,
Cozen...
Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones...
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Co...
I.
IT was a lording's daughter, the fairest on...
CXXVII
In the old age black was not counted fai...
When Mr. Apollinax visited the United States
H...
The world below the brine,
Forests at the bot...
Streaks of green and yellow iridescence,
Silv...
At Matsue,
There was a Camellia Tree of great...
Oh! To be a flower
Nodding in th...
The red fountain of shame gushes up from my hea...
Beloved the last! Beloved the most!
With willi...
The Ocean said to me once,
"Look!
Yonder on ...
Just as on the last day the dead will tear them...
I walked alone in depths of Autumn woods;
The...
O, thou ever restless sea,
"God's half-utter...
PRELUDE I If earth's lost youth thou ha...
A NIGHT SCENE. The midnight hour had struck, ...
Hark, hark! What sound is yon I hear,
Borne ...
Oh! Such a heavenly night as this
Might almost...
Now 'tis moonlight's softest hour,
When fairi...
Tahiti fair is Heaven's own land--
A paradise ...
On order that must be obeyed
I sing of a dear ...
I saw them fall, the bright, bright tears!
L...