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Poems - Page 8
by Ralph Waldo Emerson - 2007 - 328 pages
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Select Essays and Poems

Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1808 - 168 pages
...the violet's breath; Around me stood the oaks and firs ; Pine-cones and acorns lay on the ground; 45 Over me soared the eternal sky, Full of light and...morning bird ; — Beauty through my senses stole ; 50 I yielded myself to the perfect whole. FORERUNNERS. LONG I followed happy guides, I could never...
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The Poets and Poetry of America: With an Historical Introduction

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 pages
...breath ; Around me stood the oaks and firs : Pine-cones and acorns lay on the ground. Over me soar'd the eternal sky Full of light and of deity ; Again...the morning bird : Beauty through my senses stole, — I yielded myself, to the perfect whole. "GOOD-BYE, PROUD WORLD!" Goon-BTE, proud world ! I'm going...
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The Pioneer: Or, Leaves from an Editor's Portfolio

Henry Clapp - 1846 - 238 pages
...firs; Pine cones and acorns lay on the ground ; Above me soared the eternal sky, Full of light and Deity ; Again I saw, again I heard The rolling river,...morning bird ; — Beauty through my senses stole, I yielded myself to the perfect whole. THE DISMAL SWAMP. A friend informs us, says the Madisonian,...
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Poets of England and America: Being Selections from the Best Authors of Both ...

1853 - 560 pages
...firs ; Pine cones and acorns lay on the ground ; Above me soared the eternal sky, Full of light and deity; Again I saw, again I heard, The rolling river,...morning bird; — Beauty through my senses stole, I yielded myself to the perfect whole. BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER. HENCE, all you vain delights, As short...
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Festival of Song: A Series of Evenings with the Poets

Frederick Saunders - 1866 - 412 pages
...club-moss burs ; I inhaled the violet's breath ; Around me stood the oaks and firs ; 3V I Pine-cones and acorns lay on the ground ; Over me soared the...the morning bird ; Beauty through my senses stole — I yielded myself to the perfect whole. His admired poem on the Rhodora commences thus : — In...
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Poems of the Inner Life: Selected Chiefly from Modern Authors

R. C. J. - 1866 - 304 pages
...firs ; Pine-cones and acorns lay on the ground ; Above me soared the eternal sky, Full of light and deity. Again I saw, again I heard, The rolling river,...the morning bird ; Beauty through my senses stole, I yielded myself to the perfect whole. M AN. ' RW EMERSON. MY God, I heard this day That none doth...
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Sanders' Rhetorical, Or, Union Sixth Reader: Embracing a Full Exposition of ...

Charles Walton Sanders - 1862 - 610 pages
...curled its pretty wreath, I inhaled the violet's breath; Around me stood the oaks and firs; Pine-cones and acorns lay on the ground; Over me soared the eternal...the morning bird; Beauty through my senses stole— I yielded myself to the perfect WHOLE. EXERCISE CLXXVI. HOMER, the great father of epic poetry, was...
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Our Poetical Favorites: A Selection from the Best Minor Poems of the English ...

Asahel Clark Kendrick - 1871 - 484 pages
...the club-moss burrs ; I inhaled the violet's breath ; Around me stood the oaks and firs ; Pine-cones and acorns lay on the ground ; Over me soared the...river, the morning bird; Beauty through my senses stole — I yielded myself to the perfect whole. RALPH W. EMERSON. Qua Carsum Ventus. AS ships, becalmed...
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The Sixth Reader

Lewis Baxter Monroe - 1872 - 432 pages
...the club -moss burrs; I inhaled the violet's breath; Around me stood the oaks and firs ; Pine-cones and acorns lay on the ground; Over me soared the eternal...the morning bird ;— Beauty through my senses stole ; I yielded myself to the perfect whole. LXXIV— INVENTIVE GENIUS AND LABOR. IN some respects, our...
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Poems of the inner life, selected chiefly from modern authors [by R.C. Jones].

Poems - 1872 - 362 pages
...the club-moss burrs ; I inhaled the violet's breath : Around me stood the oaks and firs ; Pine-cones and acorns lay on the ground ; Over me soared the eternal sky, Full of light and deity. Again I saw, again I heard, The rolling river, the morning bird : Beauty through my senses stole...
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