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Ralph Waldo Emerson's Poetry, by written

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  • The Humble Bee
    Burly dozing humblebee!
    Where thou art is clime for me.
    67 lines
  • Brahma
    If the red slayer think he slays,
    Or if the slain think he is slain,
    16 lines, 1 comment
  • Seashore
    I heard or seemed to hear the chiding Sea
    Say, Pilgrim, why so late and slow to come?
    50 lines
  • The Problem
    I like the church; I like a cowl;
    I love a prophet of the soul;
    72 lines
  • Grace
    How much, preventing God! how much I owe
    To the defenses thou hast round me set:
    8 lines
  • 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,
    15 lines, 2 comments
  • The Snowstorm
    Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,
    Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields,
    27 lines
  • The Past
    The debt is paid,
    The verdict said,
    21 lines
  • The Lords of Life
    The lords of life, the lords of life,-
    I saw them pass,
    21 lines
  • Song of Nature
    Mine are the night and morning,
    The pits of air, the gulf of space,
    84 lines, 2 comments
  • The Sphinx
    The Sphinx is drowsy,
    The wings are furled;
    132 lines
  • Hamatreya
    Bulkeley, Hunt, Willard, Hosmer, Meriam, Flint,
    Possessed the land which rendered to their toil
    63 lines
  • Alphonso Of Castile
    I Alphonso live and learn,
    Seeing nature go astern.
    82 lines, 1 comment
  • Astræ
    Himself it was who wrote
    His rank, and quartered his own coat.
    48 lines, 1 comment
  • Bacchus
    BRING me wine, but wine which never grew
    In the belly of the grape,
    67 lines
  • Blight
    Give me truths,
    For I am weary of the surfaces,
    63 lines, 1 comment
  • Celestial Love
    Higher far,
    Upward, into the pure realm,
    107 lines
  • Compensation
    Why should I keep holiday,
    When other men have none?
    8 lines, 1 comment
  • Dæmonic Love
    Man was made of social earth,
    Child and brother from his birth;
    160 lines
  • Dirge
    Knows he who tills this lonely field
    To reap its scanty corn,
    52 lines
  • Each And All
    Little thinks, in the field, yon red-cloaked clown,
    Of thee, from the hill-top looking down;
    51 lines
  • Eros
    The sense of the world is short, -
    Long and various the report, -
    6 lines, 1 comment
  • Etienne de la Boéce
    I serve you not, if you I follow,
    Shadow-like, o'er hill and hollow,
    24 lines
  • Fable
    The mountain and the squirrel
    Had a quarrel;
    19 lines, 1 comment
  • Fate
    Deep in the man sits fast his fate
    To mould his fortunes, mean or great:
    16 lines
  • Forebearance
    Hast thou named all the birds without a gun;
    Loved the wood-rose, and left it on its stalk;
    8 lines, 2 comments
  • Experience
    The lords of life, the lords of life,—-
    I saw them pass,
    21 lines
  • Nemesis
    Already blushes in thy cheek
    The bosom-thought which thou must speak;
    16 lines
  • The Bell
    I love thy music, mellow bell,
    I love thine iron chime,
    16 lines, 2 comments
  • To-day
    I rake no coffined clay, nor publish wide
    The resurrection of departed pride.
    18 lines
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