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Ralph Waldo Emerson: The Park

The ParkThe prosperous and beautiful To me seem not to wear The yoke of conscience masterful, Which galls me everywhere. I cannot shake off the god; On my neck he makes his seat; I look…

Ralph Waldo Emerson: The Past

The PastThe debt is paid, The verdict said, The Furies laid, The plague is stayed. All fortunes made; Turn the key and bolt the door, Sweet is death forevermore. Nor haughty hope, nor swart…

Ralph Waldo Emerson: The Problem

The ProblemI like a church; I like a cowl; I love a prophet of the soul; And on my heart monastic aisles Fall like sweet strains, or pensive smiles Yet not for all his faith can see Would I…

Ralph Waldo Emerson: The Rhodora:

The Rhodora:On Being Asked, Whence Is the Flower?In May, when sea-winds pierced our solitudes, I found the fresh Rhodora in the woods, Spreading its leafless blooms in a damp nook, To please…

Ralph Waldo Emerson: The River

The RiverAnd I behold once more My old familiar haunts; here the blue river, The same blue wonder that my infant eye Admired, sage doubting whence the traveller came,— Whence brought his…

Ralph Waldo Emerson: The Sphinx

The SphinxThe Sphinx is drowsy, Her wings are furled: Her ear is heavy, She broods on the world. "Who'll tell me my secret, The ages have kept?— I awaited the seer While they…

Ralph Waldo Emerson: The Summons

The SummonsA sterner errand to the silken troop Has quenched the uneasy blush that warmed my cheek; I am commissioned in my day of joy To leave my woods and streams and the sweet sloth Of…

Ralph Waldo Emerson: The Test

The Test(Musa loquitur.) I hung my verses in the wind, Time and tide their faults may find. All were winnowed through and through, Five lines lasted sound and true; Five were smelted in a pot…

Ralph Waldo Emerson: The Titmouse

The TitmouseYou shall not be overbold When you deal with arctic cold, As late I found my lukewarm blood Chilled wading in the snow-choked wood. How should I fight? my foeman fine Has million…