Poet
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Alphonso Of Castile
I Alphonso live and learn,
Astræ
Himself it was who wrote
Bacchus
BRING me wine, but wine which never grew
Berrying
"May be true what I had heard,
Blight
Give me truths,
Boston
Sicut Patribus, sit Deus Nobis)
Brahma
If the red slayer think he slays,
Celestial Love
Higher far,
Compensation
Why should I keep holiday,
Concord Hymn
By the rude bridge that arched the flood,
Dæmonic Love
Man was made of social earth,
Days
Daughters of Time, the hypocritic Days,
Dirge
Knows he who tills this lonely field
Each And All
Little thinks, in the field, yon red-cloaked clown,
Eros
The sense of the world is short, -
Etienne de la Boéce
I serve you not, if you I follow,
Fable
The mountain and the squirrel
Fate
Deep in the man sits fast his fate
Forebearance
Hast thou named all the birds without a gun;
Friendship
A ruddy drop of manly blood
Give All To Love
Give all to love;
Good-bye
Good-bye, proud world! I'm going home;
Grace
How much, preventing God! how much I owe
Guy
Mortal mixed of middle clay,
Hamatreya
Bulkeley, Hunt, Willard, Hosmer, Meriam, Flint,
Initial Love
Venus, when her son was lost,
Loss And Gain
Virtue runs before the muse
Merlin I
Thy trivial harp will never please
Merlin II
The rhyme of the poet
Merops
What care I, so they stand the same,—
Mithridates
I cannot spare water or wine,
Monadnoc
Thousand minstrels woke within me,
Musketaquid
Because I was content with these poor fields,
My Garden
If I could put my woods in song
Nemesis
Already blushes in thy cheek
Ode
Inscribed to W.H. Channing
Ode To Beauty
Who gave thee, O Beauty!
Ode To William H. Channing
Though loth to grieve
Painting And Sculpture
The sinful painter drapes his goddess warm,
Rubies
They brought me rubies from the mine,
Saadi
Trees in groves,
Seashore
I heard or seemed to hear the chiding Sea
Song of Nature
Mine are the night and morning,
Sursum Corda
Seek not the Spirit, if it hide,
Suum Cuique
The rain has spoiled the farmer's day;
Tact
What boots it, thy virtue,
Terminus
It is time to be old,
The Amulet
Your picture smiles as first it smiled,
The Apology
Think me not unkind and rude
The Bell
I love thy music, mellow bell,
The Chartist's Complaint
Day! hast thou two faces,
The Cumberland
At anchor in Hampton Roads we lay,
The Day's Ration
When I was born,
The Forerunners
Long I followed happy guides,—
The Humblebee
Burly dozing humblebee!
The Lords of Life
The lords of life, the lords of life,-
The Park
The prosperous and beautiful
The Past
The debt is paid,
The Problem
I like the church; I like a cowl;
The Rhodora
On being asked, Whence is the flower?
The Romany Girl
The sun goes down, and with him takes
The Snow-Storm
Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,
The Sphinx
The Sphinx is drowsy,
The Visit
Askest "How long thou shall stay?"
The World-Soul
Thanks to the morning light,
Threnody
The south-wind brings
To-day
I rake no coffined clay, nor publish wide
To Ellen, At The South
The green grass is growing,
To Eva
O Fair and stately maid, whose eye
To J.W.
Set not thy foot on graves;
To Rhea
Thee, dear friend, a brother soothes,
Two Rivers
Thy summer voice, Musketaquit,
Uriel.
IT fell in the ancient periods
Wealth
Who shall tell what did befall,
Woodnotes
WOODNOTES
Worship
This is he, who, felled by foes,
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