Waldeinsamkeit, by Ralph Waldo Emerson
I do not count the hours I spend
In wandering ...
I do not count the hours I spend
In wandering ...
Who shall tell what did befall,
Far away in t...
As sunbeams stream through liberal space
And n...
WE chanced in passing by that afternoon
To cat...
THE line-storm clouds fly tattered and swift, ...
A STRANGER came to the door at eve,
And he s...
Her teacher's certainty it must be Mabel
Made ...
THINE emulous fond flowers are dead, too,
A...
I met a lady from the South who said
(You won'...
To drive Paul out of any lumber camp
All that ...
A SATURATED meadow,
Sun-shaped and jewel-sma...
LOVE at the lips was touch
As sweet as I could...
O never say that I was false of heart,
Though ...
O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem
B...
From fairest creatures we desire increase,
Tha...
O, never say that I was false of heart,
Thoug...
O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem
By...
Ah, wherefore with infection should he live,
...
How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame
W...
From you have I been absent in the spring,
Whe...
O, never say that I was false of heart,
Thou...
From fairest creatures we desire increase,
Th...
How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame
...
From you have I been absent in the spring,
Wh...
O HOW much more doth beauty beauteous seem
By ...