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...
Though loath to grieve
The evil time's sole pa...
I've known ere now an interfering branch
Of al...
THERE was never a sound beside the wood but one...
ALWAYS the same, when on a fated night
At las...
To drive Paul out of any lumber camp
All that ...
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn an...
Round about the couldron go:
In the poisones e...
1 Flood-tide below me! I see you face to face...
Suddenly out of its stale and drowsy lair, the...
1 Rise O days from your fathomless deeps, ti...
1 I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And...
Poet:
O A new son...
Dread hour! When, upheaved by war's sulphurous...
Could I outwear my present state of woe
With o...
From noiseful arms, and acts of prowess done
...
A storm was coming, but the winds were still, ...
1 Who would be
A mermaid fair,
Singing alo...
The palid thunderstricken sigh for gain,
Down...
King Arthur made new knights to fill the gap
L...
SHE bade me follow to her garden, where
The m...
RATTLE-SNAKE MOUNTAIN
Every night the sky grip...
Rounded to a wide eyed clownishness
Crowned by...
THIS was my dream: I saw a Forest
Old as the e...
That second time they hunted me
From hill to ...