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" We are idolaters of the old. We do not believe in the riches of the soul, in its proper eternity and omnipresence. We do not believe there is any force in today to rival or recreate that beautiful yesterday. We linger in the ruins of the old tent, where... "
Complete Works - Page 121
by Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1900
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Select Essays and Poems

Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1808 - 168 pages
...past ? Why do we grieve over what is past ? How do we hear " the voice of the Almighty " in nature? cover, and nerve us again. We cannot again find aught...vain. The voice of the Almighty saith, " Up and onward forevermore ! " We cannot stay amid the ruins. Neither will we rely on the New ; and so we walk ever...
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Essays

Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1841 - 324 pages
...beautiful yesterday. We linger in the ruins of the old tent, where once we had bread and shelter and organs, nor believe that the spirit can feed, cover,...vain. The voice of the Almighty saith, ' Up and onward forevermore ! ' We cannot stay amid the ruins. Neither will we rely on the New ; and so we walk ever...
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Essays

Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1841 - 396 pages
...beautiful yesterday. We linger in the ruins of the old tent, where once we had bread and shelter and organs, nor believe that the spirit can feed, cover, and nerve us again. We cannot again ESSAY III. find aught so dear, so sweet, so graceful. But we sit and weep in vain. The voice of the...
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From Oxford to Rome: And how it Feared with Some who Lately Made the Journey

Elizabeth Furlong Shipton Harris, Companion traveller - 1847 - 340 pages
...beautiful yesterday. We linger in the ruins of the old tent, where once we had bread and shelter, and organs : nor believe that the spirit can feed, cover, and nerve us again. We cannot again find anght so dear, so sweet, so graceful. But we sit and weep in vain. The voice of the Almighty saith,...
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Select English poetry, with notes by E. Hughes

Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 pages
...yesterday. We linger in the ruins of the old tent, where once we had TO A DAISY. 251 bread and shelter and organs, nor believe that the spirit can feed, cover,...reverted eyes, like those monsters who look backwards." — Enter son. \ FRIEND after friend departs, Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of...
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The Literary Reader: For Academies and High Schools: Consisting of ...

Arethusa Hall - 1851 - 422 pages
...beautiful yesterday. We linger in the ruins of the old tent, where once we had bread, and shelter, and organs, nor believe that the spirit can feed, cover...The voice of the Almighty saith, " Up and onward, forevermore." We cannot stay amid the ruins. Neither will we rely on the new; and so we walk ever with...
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Select specimens of English poetry

Edward Hughes - 1856 - 474 pages
...ruins of the old tent, where once we ha.l TO A DATSY. 305 hread and shelter and organs, nor helieve that the spirit can feed, cover, and nerve us again....'ever with reverted eyes, like those monsters who look haokwards."Emerxm., FRIEND after friend departs, Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here...
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The Prose Writers of America: With a Survey of the Intellectual History ...

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1856 - 592 pages
...beautiful yesterday. We linger in the ruins of the old tent, where once we had bread and shelter and organs, nor believe that the spirit can feed, cover,...ruins. Neither will we rely on the new ; and so we walk over with reverted eyes, like those monsters who look backwards. And yet the compensations of calamity...
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Essays: First Series

Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1856 - 354 pages
...beautiful yesterday. We linger in the ruins of the old tent, where once we had bread and shelter and organs, nor believe that the spirit can feed, cover,...evermore ! ' We cannot stay amid the ruins. Neither will WP I rely on the new ; and so we walk ever with reverted eyes, like those monsters who look backwards....
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A Compendium of American Literature

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1858 - 752 pages
...beantiful yesterday. We linger in the rnins of the old tent, where once we had bread and shelter and organs, nor believe that the spirit can feed, cover, and nerve us again. We caunot again find aught so dear, so sweet, so graceful. Bnt we sit and weep in vain. The voice of the...
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