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Merlin II

By admin On July 11, 2011 · Leave a Comment · In Ralph Waldo Emerson
The rhyme of the poet Modulates the king’s affairs; Balance-loving Nature Made all things in pairs. To every foot its antipode; Each color with its counter glowed; To every tone beat answering tones, Higher or graver; Flavor gladly blends with flavor; Leaf answers leaf upon the bough; And match the paired cotyledons. Hands to hands, [...]
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Bacchus

By admin On July 11, 2011 · Leave a Comment · In Ralph Waldo Emerson
Bring me wine, but wine which never grew In the belly of the grape, Or grew on vine whose tap-roots, reaching through, Under the Andes to the Cape, Suffer no savor of the earth to scape. Let its grapes the morn salute From a nocturnal root, Which feels the acrid juice Of Styx and Erebus; [...]
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Merlin I

By admin On July 11, 2011 · Leave a Comment · In Ralph Waldo Emerson
Thy trivial harp will never please Or fill my craving ear; Its chords should ring as blows the breeze, Free, peremptory, clear. No jingling serenader’s art, Nor tinkle of piano strings, Can make the wild blood start In its mystic springs. The kingly bard Must smite the chords rudely and hard, As with hammer or [...]
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The Apology

By admin On July 11, 2011 · Leave a Comment · In Ralph Waldo Emerson
Think me not unkind and rude That I walk alone in grove and glen; I go to the god of the wood To fetch his word to men. Tax not my sloth that I Fold my arms beside the brook; Each cloud that floated in the sky Writes a letter in my book. Chide me [...]
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A Divine Image

By admin On July 11, 2011 · Leave a Comment · In William Blake
Cruelty has a human heart, And Jealousy a human face; Terror the human form divine, And Secresy the human dress. The human dress is forged iron, The human form a fiery forge, The human face a furnace sealed, The human heart its hungry gorge.
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The Voice of the Ancient Bard

By admin On July 11, 2011 · Leave a Comment · In William Blake
Youth of delight! come hither And see the opening morn, Image of Truth new-born. Doubt is fled, and clouds of reason, Dark disputes and artful teazing. Folly is an endless maze; Tangled roots perplex her ways; How many have fallen there! They stumble all night over bones of the dead; And feel–they know not what [...]
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To Tirzah

By admin On July 11, 2011 · Leave a Comment · In William Blake
Whate’er is born of mortal birth Must be consumed with the earth, To rise from generation free: Then what have I to do with thee? The sexes sprang from shame and pride, Blown in the morn, in evening died; But mercy changed death into sleep; The sexes rose to work and weep. Thou, mother of [...]
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The Schoolboy

By admin On July 11, 2011 · Leave a Comment · In William Blake
I love to rise on a summer morn, When birds are singing on every tree; The distant huntsman winds his horn, And the skylark sings with me: Oh what sweet company! But to go to school in a summer morn,– Oh it drives all joy away! Under a cruel eye outworn, The little ones spend [...]
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A Little Girl Lost

By admin On July 11, 2011 · Leave a Comment · In William Blake
Children of the future age, Reading this indignant page, Know that in a former time Love, sweet love, was thought a crime. In the age of gold, Free from winter’s cold, Youth and maiden bright, To the holy light, Naked in the sunny beams delight. Once a youthful pair, Filled with softest care, Met in [...]
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A Little Boy Lost

By admin On July 11, 2011 · Leave a Comment · In William Blake
“Nought loves another as itself, Nor venerates another so, Nor is it possible to thought A greater than itself to know. “And, father, how can I love you Or any of my brothers more? I love you like the little bird That picks up crumbs around the door.” The Priest sat by and heard the [...]
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