 As I spoke, beneath my feet The ground-pine curled its pretty wreath, Running over 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...  Works - Page 505by Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1883Full view - About this book
 | Lewis Baxter Monroe - 1872 - 432 pages
...— As I spoke, beneath my feet The ground-pine curled its pretty wreath, Kunning over the club -moss burrs; I inhaled the violet's breath; Around me stood...senses stole ; I yielded myself to the perfect whole. LXXIV— INVENTIVE GENIUS AND LABOR. IN some respects, our mental education resembles the system pursued... | |
 | American poems, William Michael Rossetti - 1873 - 556 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,...senses stole, I yielded myself to the perfect whole. DIRGE. KNOWS he who tills this lonely field, To reap its scanty corn, What mystic fruit his acres yield... | |
 | Mary Wilder Tileston - 1874 - 200 pages
...noisome things Had left their beauty on the shore, With the sun, and the sand, and the wild uproar. Then I said, " I covet truth ; Beauty is unripe childhood's...senses stole ; I yielded myself to the perfect whole. RW EMRRSON. MORNING AND EVENING. MORNING. " His compassions fail not. They are new every morning."... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1875 - 560 pages
...club-moss burrs; I iuhaled the violet's breath ; Around me stood the oaks and firs ; Pine-cones and aconis lay on the ground ; Over me soared the eternal sky,...yielded myself to the perfect whole. THE PROBLEM. I ii i; ra church, I like a cowl, 1 love a prophet of the soul. And on my heart monastic aisles Fall... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1876 - 599 pages
...lover watched his graceful maid, As mid the virgin train she strayed, Nor knew her beauty's best attire Was woven still by the snow-white choir. At last she...senses stole ; I yielded myself to the perfect whole. RALPH WALDO EMERSON. RETIREMENT. INSCRIPTION IN A HERMITAGE. BENEATH this stony roof reclined, I soothe... | |
 | 1876 - 508 pages
...covet truth ; Beauty is unripe childhood's cheat; I leave it behind with the games of youth." — As 1 spoke, beneath my feet The ground-pine curled its...senses stole — I yielded myself to the perfect whole. RALPH W. EMERSON. QUA CURSUM VENTUS. 249 Qua Cur sum Ventus AS ships, becalmed at eve, that lay With... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1877 - 618 pages
...A gentle wife, but fairy none. Then I said, "I covet truth ; Beauty is unripe childhood's cheat ; 1 leave it behind with the games of youth."— As I...senses stole ; I yielded myself to the perfect whole. RALPH WALDO EMERSON. RETIREMENT. INSCRIPTION IN A HKRMITACE. BENEATH this stony roof reclined, I soothe... | |
 | Mary Wilder Tileston - 1877 - 204 pages
...covet truth ; Beauty is unripe childhood's cheat ; I leave it behind with the games of j-outh." — As I spoke, beneath my feet The ground-pine curled...senses stole ; I yielded myself to the perfect whole. R. VV. EMERSON. MORNING AND EVENING. MORNING. " His compassions fail not. They are new every morning."... | |
 | Charles Anderson Dana - 1878 - 882 pages
...violet's breath ; Around mo stood the oaks and tirs ; Pine-cones and acorns lay on the ground.Over me soared the eternal sky, Full of light and of deity...senses stole — I yielded myself to the perfect whole. RALPH WALDO I THE LOST CHURCH. IN yonder dim and pathless wood Strange sounds are beard at twilight... | |
 | American poems - 1878 - 536 pages
...firs ; Pine-cones and acorns lay on the grountf ; Above me soared the eternal sk}^ Full of light and deity ; Again I saw, again I heard, The rolling river,...senses stole, I yielded myself to the perfect whole, . DIRGE. KNOWS he who tills this lonely ield, To reap its scanty corn, What mystic fruit his acres... | |
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