 THINK me not unkind and rude, That I walk alone in grove and glen; I go to the god of the wood To fetch his word to men. Tax not my sloth that I Fold my arms beside the brook; Each cloud that floated in the sky Writes a letter in my book. Chide me not,...  The Complete Works of Ralph Waldo Emerson: Poems - Page 119by Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1918Full view - About this book
 | American poems, William Michael Rossetti - 1873 - 556 pages
...rude, That I walk alone in grove and glen ; I go to the god of the wood, To fetch his word to men. Tax not my sloth that I Fold my arms beside the brook...loaded with a thought. There was never mystery But 'tis figured in the flowers ; Was never secret history But birds tell it in the bowers. One harvest... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1873 - 730 pages
...and rudo That I walk alone in grove aud glen; I go to the god of the wood To fetch his word to men. "Tax not my sloth that I Fold my arms beside the brook...in the sky Writes a letter in my book. '• Chide mo not, laborious band. For the idle flutters I brought; Every aster in my hand Goes home loaded with... | |
 | William Jackson - 1874 - 436 pages
...necessario existentis solummodo oriri potuit." — Sir Isaac Neivton, Scholium at close of Principia. " Tax not my sloth that I Fold my arms beside the brook...that floated in the sky Writes a letter in my book. "There was never mystery But 'tis figured in the flowers ; Was never secret history But birds tell... | |
 | William Jackson - 1874 - 432 pages
...necessario existentis solummodo oriri potuit." — Sir Isaac Newton, Scholium at close of Princijria. " Tax not my sloth that I Fold my arms beside the brook...that floated in the sky Writes a letter in my book. "There was never mystery But 'tis figured in the flowers ; Was never secret history But birds tell... | |
 | William Jackson - 1875 - 452 pages
...necessario existentis solummodo oriri potuit."—Sir Isaac Newton, Scholium at close of Principia. " Tax not my sloth that I Fold my arms beside the brook...that floated in the sky Writes a letter in my book. '' There was never mystery But 'tis figured in the flowers ; Was never secret history But birds tell... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1875 - 392 pages
...I go to the god of the wood To fetch his word to men. Tax not my sloth that I Fold my arms lieside the brook; Each cloud that floated in the sky Writes a letter in my book. Chide me not, lnlx>rimis bund, For the idle (lowers 1 brought; Every aster in my hand Goes home loaded with a thought.... | |
 | Theron Brown - 1877 - 448 pages
...his door. It was from Miss Tabitha Magraw. CHAPTER VUI. IN WHICH NICK " ASSISTS " AT A KETTLE-DRUM. Chide me not, laborious band, For the idle flowers...aster in my hand Goes home loaded with a thought. EMERSON. HPHE letter which Hardy fouud slipped under his door contained an invitation — in fact,... | |
 | Louisa May Alcott - 1877 - 408 pages
...long enough," and giving himself a shake, Mac threw down the pretty spray, adding half aloud, — " Chide me not, laborious band, For the idle flowers I brought : Every aster in my hand Goes home laden with a thought." Rose caught the words and smiled, thinking to herself, " Oh, that's it : he... | |
 | William Davenport Adams - 1878 - 416 pages
...and rude That I walk alone in grove and glen ; I go to the god of the wood To fetch his word to men. Tax not my sloth that I Fold my arms beside the brook...loaded with a thought. There was never mystery But 'tis figured in the flowers ; Was never secret history But birds tell it in the bowers. One harvest... | |
 | William Davenport Adams - 1878 - 418 pages
...and rude That I walk alone in grove and glen ; I go to the god of the wood To fetch his word to men. Tax not my sloth that I Fold my arms beside the brook...loaded with a thought. There was never mystery But 'tis figured in the flowers; Was never secret history But birds tell it in the bowers. 230 THE APOLOGY.... | |
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