...gay ; Here might the red-bird come his plumes to cool, And court the flower that cheapens his array. Rhodora ! if the sages ask thee why This charm is wasted on the marsh and sky, Dear, tell them that if eyes were made for seeing, Then beauty is its own excuse for...

...gay ; Here might the red-bird come his plumes to cool, And court the flower that cheapens his array. Rhodora ! if the sages ask thee why This charm is...never knew ; But, in my simple ignorance, suppose The self -same Power that brought me there brought you. RW EMRRSON. THE EVENING PRIMROSE " \T7HAT are you...

...thine. Good-Bye. What are they all in their high conceit, When man in the bush with God may meet ? Ibid. If eyes were made for seeing, Then Beauty is its own excuse for being. The Rhodora. The silent organ loudest chants The master's requiem. Dirge. Here once the embattled farmers...

...all kinds, and love to make it if I can without stopping for any reason but the satisfaction." " ' Tell them, dear, that if eyes were made for seeing, " ' Then beauty is its own excuse for being,' " observed David, who had a weakness for poetry, and, finding she liked his sort, quoted to Christie...

...all kinds, and love to make it if I can without stopping for any reason but the satisfaction.'* " * Tell them, dear, that if eyes were made for seeing, " * Then beauty is its own excuse for being/ " observed David, who had a weakness for poetry, and, finding she liked his sort, quoted to Christie...

...thine. Good-Bye. What are they all in their high conceit, When man in the bush with God may meet ? Ibid. If eyes were made for seeing, Then Beauty is its own excuse for being. The Rhodora. The silent organ loudest chants The master's requiem. Here once the embattled farmers...

...— Here might the red-bird come his plumes to cool, And court the flower that cheapens his array. Rhodora ! if the sages ask thee why This charm is wasted on the marsh and sky, Dear, tell them, that if eyes were made for seeing, Then beauty is its own excuse for...

...that if eyes were made for seeing, Then beauty is its own excuse for being. Why thou wert there, 0 rival of the rose ! I never thought to ask ; I never...knew, But in my simple ignorance suppose The selfsame Powerthat brought me there brought you. RALPH WALDO EMERSON. THE BROOM-FLOWER. 0, THE broom, the yellow...

...the exercises and disciplines which are serviceable to their use. One of your poets has said, — " If eyes were made for seeing, Then Beauty is its own excuse for being." I do not know that I quite understand the logic of this, if any was meant. . . . There is an ellipsis...

...— Here might the red-bird come his plumes to cool, And court the flower that cheapens his array. sian prospects rise, His heart exults, his spirits cast their l marsh and sky, ' Dear, tell them, that if eyes were made for seeing, Then beauty is its own excuse...