"The Poet" Ralph Waldo Emerson - Part V
This is the reason why bards love wine, mead, narcotics, coffee, tea, opium, the fumes of sandalwood and tobacco, or whatever other...
"The Poet" Ralph Waldo Emerson - Part IV
The world being thus put under the mind for verb and noun, the poet is he who can articulate it. For, though life is great, and...
"The Poet" by Ralph Waldo Emerson - Part II
For poetry was all written before time was, and whenever we are so finely organized that we can penetrate into that region where the air...
"The Poet" by Ralph Waldo Emerson - Part I
A moody child and wildly wise Pursued the game with joyful eyes, Which chose, like meteors, their way, And rived the dark with private...
When I heard the Learn’d Astronomer
WHEN I heard the learn’d astronomer; When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me; When I was shown the charts and the...
The Raven
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore— While I nodded,...