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Ralph Waldo Emerson: Maia

MaiaIllusion works impenetrable, Weaving webs innumerable, Her gay pictures never fail, Crowds each on other, veil on veil, Charmer who will be believed By man who thirsts to be deceived.…

Ralph Waldo Emerson: Manners

MannersGrace, Beauty and Caprice Build this golden portal; Graceful women, chosen men, Dazzle every mortal. Their sweet and lofty countenance His enchanted food; He need not go to them, their…

Ralph Waldo Emerson: Merlin I

Merlin IThy trivial harp will never please Or fill my craving ear; Its chords should ring as blows the breeze, Free, peremptory, clear. No jingling serenader's art, Nor tinkle of piano…

Ralph Waldo Emerson: Merops

MeropsWhat care I, so they stand the same,— Things of the heavenly mind,— How long the power to give them name Tarries yet behind? Thus far to-day your favors reach, O fair, appeasing…

Ralph Waldo Emerson: Mithridates

MithridatesI cannot spare water or wine, Tobacco-leaf, or poppy, or rose; From the earth-poles to the Line, All between that works or grows, Every thing is kin of mine. Give me agates for…

Ralph Waldo Emerson: Monadnoc

MonadnocThousand minstrels woke within me, 'Our music's in the hills;'— Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. 'Up!—If thou knew'st who calls To twilight parks of beech…

Ralph Waldo Emerson: Music

MusicLet me go where'er I will, I hear a sky-born music still: It sounds from all things old, It sounds from all things young, From all that's fair, from all that's foul, Peals out a cheerful…

Ralph Waldo Emerson: Musketaquid

MusketaquidBecause I was content with these poor fields, Low, open meads, slender and sluggish streams, And found a home in haunts which others scorned, The partial wood-gods overpaid my love…

Ralph Waldo Emerson: Nahant

NahantAll day the waves assailed the rock, I heard no church-bell chime, The sea-beat scorns the minster clock And breaks the glass of Time.

Ralph Waldo Emerson: Nature I

Nature IWinters know Easily to shed the snow, And the untaught Spring is wise In cowslips and anemonies. Nature, hating art and pains, Baulks and baffles plotting brains; Casualty and…