"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 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,...
To Helen
Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicéan barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, way-worn wanderer bore To his...
A Defence of Poetry - Part X
The functions of the poetical faculty are twofold: by one it creates new materials of knowledge, and power, and pleasure; by the other it...
A Defence of Poetry - Part IV
The whole objection, however, of the immorality of poetry rests upon a misconception of the manner in which poetry acts to produce the...
Beauty & Truth
Part Four: Time and Eternity X I DIED for beauty, but was scarce Adjusted in the tomb, When one who died for truth was lain In an...