Poet

Ralph Waldo Emerson

76 poems in the collection

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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