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The Complete Works of Ralph Waldo Emerson: Poems
The Complete Works of Ralph Waldo Emerson Poems Author:Ralph Waldo Emerson Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: TO ELLEN AT THE SOUTH The green grass is bowing, The morning wind is in it; 'T is a tune worth thy knowing, Though it change every minute. T is a tun... more »e of the Spring; Every year plays it over To the robin on the wing, And to the pausing lover. O'er ten thousand, thousand acres, Goes light the nimble zephyr; The Flowers — tiny sect of Shakers — Worship him ever. Hark to the winning sound! They summon thee, dearest,— Saying,' We have dressed for thee the ground, Nor yet thou appearest. O hasten;' 't is our time, Ere yet the red Summer Scorch our delicate prime, Loved of bee, — the tawny hummer. O pride of thy race ! Sad, in sooth, it were to ours, If our brief tribe miss thy face, We poor New England flowers. Fairest, choose the fairest members Of our lithe society ; June's glories and September's Show our love and niety. Thou shalt command us all, — April's cowslip, summer's clover, To the gentian in the fall, Blue-eyed pet of blue-eyed lover. O come, then, quickly come ! We are budding, we are blowing; And the wind that we perfume Sings a tune that's worth the knowing.' TO ELLEN And Ellen, when the graybeard years Have brought us to life's evening hour, And all the crowded Past appears A tiny scene of sun and shower, Then, if I read the page aright Where Hope, the soothsayer, reads our lot, Thyself shalt own the page was bright, Well that we loved, woe had we not, When Mirth is dumb and Flattery's fled, And mute thy music's dearest tone, When all but Love itself is dead And all but deathless Reason gone. TO EVA O Fair and stately maid, whose eyes Were kindled in the upper skies At the same torch that lighted mine; For so I must interpret still Thy sweet domini...« less