Initial, Daemonic and Celestial Love, by Ralph Waldo Emerson
I. THE INITIAL LOVE Venus, when her son was l...
I. THE INITIAL LOVE Venus, when her son was l...
SOMETHING inspires the only cow of late
To mak...
Her teacher's certainty it must be Mabel
Made ...
Miss Nancy Ellicott Strode across the hills and...
1 I sing the body electric,
The armies of t...
1 I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And...
There was a child went forth every day,
And t...
1 Something startles me where I thought I was...
I Rows of blankly box-like buildings
Raise th...
Determinedly peppered with signs,
The omnibus...
I know a country laced with roads,
They join ...
There once was a man whom the gods didn't love,...
I The daughters of Mne Seraphim led round thei...
the idea is not to strive to be permeable to e...
Worn with hunger, faint and feeble, shorn of ...
My fancy's queen, the muse, one day,
Presse...
Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass, --...
If it were only still!--
With far away the shr...
I Never saw a Purple Cow,
I never hope to see...
'Twas a fair river, fring'd with drooping reed...
It was the pleasant harvest time,
When cellar...
A soft, sweet fragrance in the air
Of dew-wet...
Spring Arbor, July, 1860. O! Beautiful spot ...
The Cow is too well known, I fear,
To need ...
The Tale of a Gunner at the Battle of Plattsbur...