 Pine cones and acorns lay on the ground; Over me soared the eternal sky, Full of light and of 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.  Selected Poems - Página 13por Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1876 - 218 páginasVisualização integral - Acerca deste livro
 | Augustus White Long - 1905 - 382 páginas
...A gentle wife, but fairy none. Then I said, " I covet truth ; Beauty is unripe childhood's cheat; 5 I leave it behind with the games of youth : " As I spoke, beneath my feet The ground pine curled its pretty wreath, Running over the club moss burs; I inhaled the violet's breath;... | |
 | Robert Raikes Raymond - 1906 - 208 páginas
...conveyed by the third and fourth lines is, that all together was needed to make up the pretty picture. Then I said, " I covet truth ; Beauty is unripe childhood's...wreath, Running over the club-moss burrs ; I inhaled the violets breath ; Around me stood the oaks and firs ; Pine-cones and acorns lay on the ground ; Over... | |
 | Katherine Devereux Blake, Georgia Alexander - 1906 - 116 páginas
...snow-white choir. At last she came to his hermitage, Like the bird from the woodlands to the cage ; 20 The gay enchantment was undone — A gentle wife, but...cheat; I leave it behind with the games of youth." 25 As I spoke, beneath my feet THE ARSENAL AT SPRINGFIELD 65 The ground- pine curled its pretty wreath,... | |
 | 1907 - 372 páginas
...snow-white choir. At last she came to his hermitage, Like the bird from the woodlands to the cage; The gay enchantment was undone, A gentle wife, but fairy...games of youth:" — 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;... | |
 | Edwin Winfield Bowen - 1908 - 422 páginas
...snow-white choir. At last she came to his hermitage, Like the bird from the woodlands to the cage ; — The gay enchantment was undone, A gentle wife, but fairy...games of youth :" — As I spoke, beneath my feet The grounoSpine curled its pretty wreath, Running over the club-moss burrs; I inhaled the violet's breath;... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1908 - 218 páginas
...his hermitage, Like the bird from the woodlands to the cage, — The gay enchantment was undone, 35 A gentle wife, but fairy none. Then I said, " I covet...with the games of youth." As I spoke, beneath my feet 40 The ground-pine curled its pretty wreath, Running over the club-moss burrs; I inhaled the violet's... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1908 - 214 páginas
...his hermitage, Like the bird from the woodlands to the cage, — The gay enchantment was undone, 35 gentle wife, but fairy none. Then I said, "I covet...with the games of youth." As I spoke, beneath my feet 40 The ground-pine curled its pretty wreath, Running over the club-moss burrs; I inhaled the violet's... | |
 | Waitman Barbe - 1909 - 252 páginas
...snow-white choir. At last she came to his hermitage, Like the bird from tho woodlands to the cage ; The gay enchantment was undone, — A gentle wife, but...curled its pretty wreath, Running over the club-moss burs ; I inhaled the violet's breath; Around me stood the oaks and firs; Pine cones and acorns lay... | |
 | Flora Helm Krause - 1910 - 394 páginas
...unsightly, 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...violet's breath; Around me stood the oaks and firs; Over me soared the eternal sky, Full of light and of deity; Again I saw, again I heard, The rolling... | |
 | George Spring Merriam - 1911 - 362 páginas
...reality, so full and satisfying that the soul beholding it asks no more articulate revelation: — Then I said: "I covet truth; Beauty is unripe childhood's...violet's breath; Around me stood the oaks and firs; Fine-cones and acorns lay on the ground; Over me soared the eternal sky. Full of light and of deity;... | |
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