 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
 | William Torrey Harris, Andrew Jackson Rickoff, Mark Bailey - 1878 - 508 pages
...Pine-cones and acorns lay on the ground ; Over me soared the eternal sky, Full of light and of deity ; 15. Again I saw, again I heard The rolling river, the...senses stole — I yielded myself to the perfect whole. Ralph Waldo Emerson. FOR PREPARATION. — I. The poems of Emerson are so elevated in their tone, and... | |
 | Helen A Hertz - 1879 - 292 pages
...spoke, beneath my feet The ground-pine curled its pretty wreath, Running over the club-moss burrs ; l inhaled the violet's breath ; Around me stood the...senses stole — I yielded myself to the perfect whole. RW EMERSON. 21. The Art of Narrative. A STORY, in which native humour reigns, Is often useful, always... | |
 | Frederick Saunders - 1880 - 474 pages
...Pine-cones and acorns lay on the ground ; Over me soared the eternal sky, Full of light and of Deity : ^gain I saw, again I heard, — The rolling river, the morning...senses stole — I yielded myself to the perfect whole. His admired poem on the Rhodora commences thus : — In May, when sea-winds pierced our solitudes,... | |
 | Austin Barclay Fletcher - 1881 - 498 pages
...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. RW EMERSON. EULOGY ON AMERICA. THE mention of America, sir, has never failed to fill me with the most... | |
 | Anna Callender Brackett - 1881 - 348 pages
...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. • 170* LUCY. Three years she grew in sun and shower ; Then Nature said, " A... | |
 | Henry Troth Coates - 1881 - 1138 pages
...breath ; Around me stood the oaks and firs ; Pine-cones and acorns lay on the ground: Over me soar'd oof, The mountains its columns be. The triumphal arch,...air are chain'd to my chair, Is the million-color'd KAI ni WALDO Емки«». clown FIRESIDE ENCYCLOPEDIA OF POETRY. NOTHING то WEAR. AN EPISODE OF... | |
 | Marcius Willson - 1882 - 558 pages
...the club-moss burs ; I inhaled the violet's breath ; Around me stood the oaks and firs; Pine-eones and acorns lay on the ground ; Over me soared the...senses stole — I yielded myself to the perfect whole. III. — Character. 1. I have read that those who listened to Lord Chatham felt that there was something... | |
 | Charles Anderson Dana - 1882 - 906 pages
...the oaks and firs ; Pine-cones and acorns lay on the ground ; Over me soared the eternal sky, Pull of light and of deity ; Again I saw, again I heard,...senses stole — I yielded myself to the perfect whole. RALPH WALDO EVKRSON. foot IN yonder dim and pathless wood Strange sounds are heard at twilight hour,... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1883 - 382 pages
...Then I said, "I covet truth; I leave it behind with the games of Beauty is unripe childhood's cheat; As I spoke, beneath my feet The ground-pine curled...senses stole; I yielded myself to the perfect whole. youth." THE PROBLEM. I LIKE a church, I like a cowl, I love a prophet of the soul, And on my heart... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1883 - 344 pages
...games of youth." — As I spoke, beneath my feet The ground-pine curled its pretty wreath, Eunning over the club-moss burrs ; I inhaled the violet's...stole ; I yielded myself to the perfect whole. THE PKOBLEM. I LIKE a church ; I like a cowl ; I love a prophet of the soul ; And on my heart monastic... | |
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