John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| Ralph Waldo Emerson. (1803–1882) (continued) |
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| Good bye, proud world! I’m going home; Thou art not my friend; I am not thine. 1 |
| Good Bye. |
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| For what are they all in their high conceit, When man in the bush with God may meet? |
| Good Bye. |
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| If eyes were made for seeing, Then Beauty is its own excuse for being. 2 |
| The Rhodora. |
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| Things are in the saddle, And ride mankind. 3 |
| Ode, inscribed to W. H. Channing. |
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| Olympian bards who sung Divine ideas below, Which always find us young And always keep us so. |
| Ode to Beauty. |
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| Heartily know, When half-gods go, The gods arrive. |
| Give all to Love. |
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| Love not the flower they pluck and know it not, And all their botany is Latin names. |
| Blight. |
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| The silent organ loudest chants The master’s requiem. |
| Dirge. |
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| 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. 4 |
| Hymn sung at the Completion of the Battle Monument. |
| Note 1. See Byron, page 544. [back] |
| Note 2. See Mrs. Browning: Aurora Leigh, Book I: The beautiful seems right, By force of beauty. [back] |
| Note 3. I never could believe that Providence had sent a few men into the world ready booted and spurred to ride, and millions ready saddled and bridled to be ridden.—Rumbold (when on the scaffold). [back] |
| Note 4. No war or battle sound Was heard the world around. Milton: Hymn of Christ’s Nativity, line 31. [back] |