Ralph Waldo Emerson

(1803 - 1882 / Boston / United States)

Berrying - Poem by Ralph Waldo Emerson

"May be true what I had heard,
Earth's a howling wilderness
Truculent with fraud and force,"
Said I, strolling through the pastures,
And along the riverside.
Caught among the blackberry vines,
Feeding on the Ethiops sweet,
Pleasant fancies overtook me:
I said, "What influence me preferred
Elect to dreams thus beautiful?"
The vines replied, "And didst thou deem
No wisdom to our berries went?"


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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