 The bittern's boom, a desert make Which no false art refines. Down in yon watery nook, Where bearded mists divide, The gray old gods whom Chaos knew, The sires of Nature, hide. Aloft, in secret veins of air, Blows the sweet breath of song, O, few to scale...  May-day, and Other Pieces - Page 138by Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1867 - 205 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Mary Mapes Dodge - 1906 - 598 pages
...spirit controls their form. From the poem mentioned comes this excellent bit of advice to the bookish : See thou bring not to field or stone The fancies found in books ; Leave others' eyes, and fetch your own, To brave the landscape's looks. We should like to hear from any of... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1876 - 234 pages
...Aloft, in secret veins of air, Blows the sweet breath of song, O, few to scale those uplands dare, Though they to all belong! See thou bring not to field...and fetch your own. To brave the landscape's looks. Oblivion here thy wisdom is, Thy thrift, the sleep of cares; For a proud idleness like this Crowns... | |
 | Lucy Larcom - 1876 - 278 pages
...Aloft, in secret veins of air, Blows the sweet breath of song, O, few to scale those uplands dare, Though they to all belong ! See thou bring not to...and fetch your own, To brave the landscape's looks. Oblivion here thy wisdom is, Thy thrift, the sleep of cares ; For a proud idleness like this Crowns... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1876 - 516 pages
...Aloft, in secret veins of air, Blows the sweet breath of song, O, few to scale those uplands dare, Though they to all belong! See thou bring not to field...stone The fancies found in books; Leave authors' eyes, aud fetch your own, To brave the landscape's looks. Oblivion here thy wisdom is, Thy thrift, the sleep... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1881 - 224 pages
...Aloft, in secret veins of air, Blows the sweet breath of song, O, few to scale those uplands dare, Though they to all belong ! See thou bring not to...Oblivion here thy wisdom is, Thy thrift, the sleep uf cares ; For a proud idleness like this Crowns all thy mean affairs. TERMINUS. TT is time to be old,... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1881 - 224 pages
...Aloft, in secret veins of air, Blows the sweet breath of song, 0, few to scale those uplands dare, Though they to all belong ! See thou bring not to...rebound, I well might reckon it a slight To the high clieer I found. Oblivion here thy wisdom is, Thy thrift, the sleep ,.f cares ; For a proud idleness... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1883 - 344 pages
...Aloft, in secret veins of air, Blows the sweet breath of song, 0, few to scale those uplands dare, Though they to all belong ! See thou bring not to...your own, To brave the landscape's looks. And if, urn id this dear delight, My thoughts did home rebound, I well might reckon it a slight To the high... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1883 - 338 pages
...Aloft, in secret veins of air, Blows the sweet breath of song, O, few to scale those uplands dare, Though they to all belong! See thou bring not to field...and fetch your own, To brave the landscape's looks. Oblivion here thy wisdom is, Thy thrift, the sleep of cares ; For a proud idleness like this Crowns... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1883 - 344 pages
...Aloft, in secret veins of air, Blows the sweet breath of song, O, few to scale those uplands dare, Though they to all belong! See thou bring not to field...and fetch your own, To brave the landscape's looks. Oblivion here thy wisdom is, Thy thrift, the sleep of cares; For a proud idleness like this" Crowns... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1883 - 332 pages
...Aloft, in secret veins of air, Blows the sweet breath of song, O, few to scale those uplands dare, Though they to all belong! See thou bring not to field...and fetch your own, To brave the landscape's looks. Oblivion here thy wisdom is, Thy thrift, the sleep of cares; For a proud idleness like this Crowns... | |
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