Ralph Waldo Emerson

(1803 - 1882 / Boston / United States)

Ralph Waldo Emerson Poems

41. The Apology 1/3/2003
42. The Amulet 1/13/2003
43. The Amulet 4/6/2010
44. The Adirondacs 4/6/2010
45. Terminus 1/3/2003
46. Tact 1/13/2003
47. Suum Cuique 1/13/2003
48. Sursum Corda 1/13/2003
49. Spiritual Laws 4/6/2010
50. Song Of Nature 1/3/2003
51. Solution 4/6/2010
52. Self Reliance 4/6/2010
53. Seashore 1/3/2003
54. Saadi 1/13/2003
55. Rubies 1/3/2003
56. Quatrains 4/6/2010
57. Politics 4/6/2010
58. Poems 4/6/2010
59. Painting And Sculpture 1/13/2003
60. Ode To William H. Channing 1/13/2003
61. Ode To Beauty 1/13/2003
62. Ode 1/3/2003
63. Nemesis 1/3/2003
64. Nature 4/6/2010
65. My Garden 1/3/2003
66. Musketaquid 1/13/2003
67. Monadnoc 1/13/2003
68. Mithridates 1/13/2003
69. Merops 1/13/2003
70. Merlin's Song 4/6/2010
71. Merlin Ii 1/13/2003
72. Merlin I 1/13/2003
73. May-Day 4/6/2010
74. Manners 4/6/2010
75. Lover's Petition 4/6/2010
76. Love And Thought 4/6/2010
77. Loss And Gain 1/13/2003
78. Letters 4/6/2010
79. Initial Love 1/13/2003
80. In Memoriam 4/6/2010
Best Poem of Ralph Waldo Emerson

Fate

Deep in the man sits fast his fate
To mould his fortunes, mean or great:
Unknown to Cromwell as to me
Was Cromwell's measure or degree;
Unknown to him as to his horse,
If he than his groom be better or worse.
He works, plots, fights, in rude affairs,
With squires, lords, kings, his craft compares,
Till late he learned, through doubt and fear,
Broad England harbored not his peer:
Obeying time, the last to own
The Genius from its cloudy throne.
For the prevision is allied
Unto the thing so signified;
Or say, the foresight that awaits
Is...

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My Garden

If I could put my woods in song
And tell what's there enjoyed,
All men would to my gardens throng,
And leave the cities void.

In my plot no tulips blow,--
Snow-loving pines and oaks instead;
And rank the savage maples grow
From Spring's faint flush to Autumn red.

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