The Centenary of the Birth of Ralph Waldo Emerson: As Observed in Concord, May 25, 1903Printed at the Riverside Press for the Social circle in Concord, 1903 - 136 стор. |
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... of the young . A gentleman who is now in active business in Boston , speaking to me of his experiences as a boy in the school , said that Mr. Emerson , after listening awhile to the regular exer- cises 10 THE EMERSON CENTENARY.
... of the young . A gentleman who is now in active business in Boston , speaking to me of his experiences as a boy in the school , said that Mr. Emerson , after listening awhile to the regular exer- cises 10 THE EMERSON CENTENARY.
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... speak or he may be silent ; it is enough that he lives and that we are with him . When we face him , we feel somewhat as we feel when we first see the ocean , or Niagara , or the Alps , or Athens , or when we first read the greatest ...
... speak or he may be silent ; it is enough that he lives and that we are with him . When we face him , we feel somewhat as we feel when we first see the ocean , or Niagara , or the Alps , or Athens , or when we first read the greatest ...
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... speak of the poetry in him and the love of nature , let me read what he wrote to a little girl of thirteen who looked up to him then and always : - MY DEAR LUCIA : I am afraid - you think me very ungrateful for the good letters which I ...
... speak of the poetry in him and the love of nature , let me read what he wrote to a little girl of thirteen who looked up to him then and always : - MY DEAR LUCIA : I am afraid - you think me very ungrateful for the good letters which I ...
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... speak our own minds . ” “ If the single man plant himself indomitably on his instincts and there abide , the huge world will come round to him . " " We are parlor soldiers . We shun the rugged battle of fate where strength is born ...
... speak our own minds . ” “ If the single man plant himself indomitably on his instincts and there abide , the huge world will come round to him . " " We are parlor soldiers . We shun the rugged battle of fate where strength is born ...
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... Speak what you think now in hard words , and to - morrow speak what to - morrow thinks in hard words again , though it contradict everything you said to - day . Ah , so you shall be sure to be misunderstood ! ' Is it so bad , then , to ...
... Speak what you think now in hard words , and to - morrow speak what to - morrow thinks in hard words again , though it contradict everything you said to - day . Ah , so you shall be sure to be misunderstood ! ' Is it so bad , then , to ...
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A. V. DICEY ADDRESS admiration anniversary beauty better Boötes Bowers boys Carlyle celebration Chairman character CHARLES EDWARD BROWN CHARLES ELIOT NORTON CIRCLE IN CONCORD College Committee Concord Hymn delight divine duty Edinburgh Emer Emerson Hall England eternal expression faith father feel GEORGE FRISBIE HOAR Glasgow Glasgow University Harvard hear heard heart honor hope human hundred influence inspired invitation KEYES lecture lives LOREN BENJAMIN MACDONALD meeting mind MOORFIELD STOREY morning nature neighbors never nigh is grandeur Over-Soul philosophy poet poetry preached present Professor pupils Ralph Waldo Emerson Rhodora SAMUEL HOAR School seems seer singing Social Circle soul speak spirit spoke star sung teachers teaching things THOMAS WENTWORTH HIGGINSON Thou thought tion TITMOUSE to-day town truth University uttered vision voice walk WILLIAM LORENZO EATON women words wrote young youth
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Сторінка 75 - So nigh is grandeur to our dust, So near is God to man, When Duty whispers low, Thou must, The youth replies, I can...
Сторінка 53 - Yet Ah, that Spring should vanish with the Rose ! That Youth's sweet-scented manuscript should close! The Nightingale that in the branches sang, Ah whence, and whither flown again, who knows...
Сторінка 126 - BY the rude bridge that arched the flood, Their flag to April's breeze unfurled, Here once the embattled farmers stood, And fired the shot heard round the world.
Сторінка 54 - As the bird trims her to the gale, I trim myself to the storm of time, I man the rudder, reef the sail, Obey the voice at eve obeyed at prime: 'Lowly faithful, banish fear, Right onward drive unharmed; The port, well worth the cruise, is near, And every wave is charmed.
Сторінка 16 - He knows why the plain or meadow of space was strown with these flowers we call suns, and moons, and stars ; why the great deep is adorned with animals, with men, and gods ; for, in every word he speaks he rides on them as the horses of thought.
Сторінка 20 - A ferry of the free. And henceforth there shall be no chain, Save underneath the sea The wires shall murmur through the main Sweet songs of liberty. The conscious stars accord above, The waters wild below, And under, through the cable wove, Her fiery errands go. For He that worketh high and wise, Nor pauses in his plan, Will take the sun out of the skies Ere freedom out of man.
Сторінка 69 - There is a time in every man's education when he arrives at the conviction that envy is ignorance; that imitation is suicide; that he must take himself for better for worse as his portion; that though the wide universe is full of good, no kernel of nourishing corn can come to him but through his toil bestowed on that plot of ground which is given to him to till.
Сторінка 121 - United States ! the ages plead, — Present and Past in under-song, — Go put your creed into your deed, Nor speak with double tongue. For sea and land don't understand, Nor skies without a frown See rights for which the one hand fights By the other cloven down.
Сторінка 26 - ON bravely through the sunshine and the showers, Time hath his work to do, and we have ours.
Сторінка 17 - Let me go where'er I will I hear a sky-born music still : It sounds from all things old, It sounds from all things young, From all that's fair, from all that's foul, Peals out a cheerful song. It is not only in the rose, It is not only in the bird, Not only where the rainbow glows, Nor in the song of woman heard, But in the darkest, meanest things There alway, alway something sings.