Parian wreaths; A swan-like form invests the hidden thorn; Fills up the farmer's lane from wall to wall, Maugre the farmer's sighs; and at the gate A tapering turret overtops the work. And when his hours are numbered, and the world Is all his own, retiring,... Essays and Poems of Emerson - Page 470by Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1921 - 525 pagesFull view - About this book
| Franklin Verzelius Newton Painter - American literature - 1897 - 554 pages
...often expressed in words nobly wedded to the sense. In " The Snow-Storm," the retiring north wind — "Leaves, when the sun appears, astonished Art To mimic...night-work, The frolic architecture of the snow." And again in " Wood-Notes : " — "Thou canst not wave thy staff in air, Or dip thy paddle in the lake,... | |
| William Wilfred Birdsall, Rufus Matthew Jones - American literature - 1897 - 602 pages
...form invests the hidden thorn ; Fills up the farmer's lane from wall to wall, Maugre the "farmer's sighs, and at the gate A tapering turret overtops the work. And when his hours are nuruber'd, and the world Is all his own, retiring, as he were not, Leaves, when the sun appears, astonish'd... | |
| English poetry - 1898 - 344 pages
...swan-like form invests the hidden thorn ; Fills up the farmer's lane from wall to wall, Maugre the farmer's sighs ; and, at the gate, A tapering turret overtops...wind's night-work, The frolic architecture of the snow. — Ralph Waldo Emerson. THE BEAUTIFUL SNOW. OH, the snow, the beautiful snow ! Filling the sky and... | |
| Julian Hawthorne, William Leonard Lemmon - American literature - 1891 - 376 pages
...swan-like form invests the hidden thorn; Fills up the farmer's lane from wall to wall, Maugre the farmer's sighs; and at the gate A tapering turret overtops...wind's night-work, The frolic architecture of the snow. Compare it with Bryant's "The First Snow-Shower," with Whittier's " Snow-Bound," Lowell's winter in... | |
| Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1898 - 144 pages
...wreaths ; A swan-like form invests the hidden thorn; Fills up the farmer's lane from wall to wall, 20 And when his hours are numbered, and the world Is...not, Leaves, when the sun appears, astonished Art 25 To mimic in slow structures, stone by stone, Built in an age, the mad wind's night-work, The frolic... | |
| Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1899 - 278 pages
...swan-like form invests the hidden thorn; Fills up the farmer's lane from wall to wall, Maugre the farmer's sighs, and at the gate A tapering turret overtops...wind's night-work, The frolic architecture of the snow. WOOD NOTES. L FOR this present, hard Is the fortune of the bard Born out of time; All his accomplishment... | |
| American poetry - 1899 - 260 pages
...swan-like form invests the hidden thorn ; Fills up the farmer's lane from wall to wall, Maugre the farmer's sighs ; and, at the gate, A tapering turret overtops...wind's night-work, The frolic architecture of the snow. RALPH WALDO EMERSON. / Snowflakes WHAT are you — you delicate stray things, Floating and falling... | |
| Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1899 - 278 pages
...swan-like form invests the hidden thorn; Fills up the farmer's lane from wall to wall, Maugre the farmer's sighs, and at the gate A tapering turret overtops...stone Built in an age, the mad wind's night-work, I The frolic architecture of the snow., WOOD NOTES. I. FOR this present, hard Is the fortune of the... | |
| Edwin Herbert Lewis, Lewis, Edwin Hebert - American literature - 1899 - 440 pages
...unfortunately goes by this famous name. 21. Maugre is an old French word, meaning in spite of. 323 A tapering turret overtops the work. And when his...not, Leaves, when the sun appears, astonished Art 05 To mimic in slow structures, stone by stone, Built in an age, the mad wind's night-work, The frolic... | |
| Edwin Herbert Lewis - American literature - 1899 - 440 pages
...the world Is all his own, retiring, as he were not, Leaves, when the sun appears, astonished Art 25 To mimic in slow structures, stone by stone, Built...wind's night-work, The frolic architecture of the snow. WINTER HARVESTS 1 ARTHUR CHRISTOPHER BENSON Pipe, winds of winter, O'er the hill's cold brow. Shatter... | |
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