Woodnotes II, by Ralph Waldo Emerson
As sunbeams stream through liberal space
And n...
As sunbeams stream through liberal space
And n...
The last tall son of Lot and Bellicent,
And t...
Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white; ...
1 A touch, a kiss! The charm was snapt.
The...
Some rainbow coming from the fair!
Some vision...
Be not angry with me that I bear
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He perches in the slime, inert,
Bedaubed wit...
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang!
Bang!
Tap!...
The Phoenix Bird Tower was situated to the nort...
I LOVE in old days Clara d'Ellé beuse,
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This is the Beach whereon the white foam flies
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'Tis hard to find an honest man,
Sincere in e...
THE white peacock in the blue night crying
Fee...
Two heavy tressels, and a boardWhere Sato’s gif...