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Front Page  Titles (by Subject) the day\'s ration. - The Works of Ralph Waldo Emerson, vol. 9 (Poems)
the day's ration. - Ralph Waldo Emerson, The Works of Ralph Waldo Emerson, vol. 9 (Poems) [1909]Edition used:The Works of Ralph Waldo Emerson, in 12 vols. Fireside Edition (Boston and New York, 1909).
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- Biographical Sketch.
- I.: Poems.
- The Sphinx.
- Each and All.
- The Problem.
- To Rhea.
- The Visit.
- Uriel.
- The World-soul.
- Alphonso of Castile.
- Mithridates.
- To J. W.
- Destiny.
- Guy.
- Hamatreya.
- Earth-song.
- Good-bye.
- The Rhodora: On Being Asked, Whence Is the Flower?
- The Humble-bee.
- Berrying.
- The Snow-storm.
- Woodnotes.
- Woodnotes.
- Monadnoc.
- Fable.
- Ode. Inscribed to W. H. Channing.
- Astræ
- étienne De La Boéce.
- Compensation.
- Forbearance.
- The Park.
- Forerunners.
- Sursum Corda.
- Ode to Beauty.
- Give All to Love.
- To Ellen At the South.
- To Eva.
- The Amulet.
- Thine Eyes Still Shined.
- Eros.
- Hermione.
- Initial, Dæmonic, and Celestial Love
- The Apology.
- Merlin.
- Merlin.
- Bacchus.
- Merops.
- Saadi.
- Holidays.
- Xenophanes.
- The Day's Ration.
- Blight.
- Musketaquid.
- Dirge. Concord, 1838.
- Threnody.
- Concord Hymn: Sung At the Completion of the Battle Monument, April 19, 1836.
- II.: May-day and Other Pieces.
- May-day.
- The Adirondacs. a Journal.
- Occasional and Misc. Pieces: Brahma.
- Fate.
- Freedom.
- Ode. Sung In the Town Hall, Concord, July 4, 1857.
- Boston Hymn. Read In Music Hall, January 1, 1863.
- Voluntaries
- Boston. Sicut Patribus, Sit Deus Nobib. [read In Faneuil Hall, On December 16, 1873, the Centennial Anniverary At the Destruction of the Tea In Roston Harbor.]
- Letters.
- Rubies.
- The Test. (musa Loquitur.)
- Solution.
- Hymn Sung At the Second Church, Boston, At the Ordination of Rev. Chandler Robbins.
- Nature and Life: Nature.
- Nature.
- The Romany Girl.
- Days.
- The Chartist's Complaint.
- My Garden.
- The Titmouse.
- The Harp.
- Sea-shore.
- Song of Nature.
- Two Rivers.
- Waldeinsamkeit.
- Terminus.
- The Nun's Aspiration.
- April.
- Maiden Speech of the æolian Harp.
- Cupido.
- The Past.
- The Last Farewell. Lines Written By the Author's Brother, Edward Bliss Emerson, Whilst Sailing Out of Boston Harbor, Bound For the Island of Porto Rico, In 1832.
- In Memoriam. Edward Bliss Emerson.
- Elements: Experience.
- Compensation.
- Politics.
- Heroism.
- Character. 1
- Culture.
- Friendship.
- Beauty.
- Manners.
- Art.
- Spiritual Laws.
- Unity.
- Worship.
- Quatrains.
- Translations.
- III.: Appendix.
- The Poet. 1
- Fragments On the Poet and the Poetic Gift. 1
- Fragments On Nature and Life.
- The Bohemian Hymn.
- Prayer.
- Grace.
- Eros.
- Written In Naples, March 1833.
- Written At Rome, 1833.
- Peter's Field. 1
- The Walk.
- May Morning.
- The Miracle.
- The Waterfall.
- Walden. 1
- Pan.
- Monadnoc From Afar.
- The South Wind.
- Fame.
- Webster. From the Phi Beta Kappa Poem, 1834.
- Written In a Volume of Goethe.
- The Enchanter.
- Philosopher.
- Limits.
- Inscription For a Well In Memory of the Martyrs of the War.
- The Exile. (after Taliessin.)
the day's ration.
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- When I was born,
- From all the seas of strength Fate filled a chalice,
- Saying, ‘This be thy portion, child; this chalice,
- Less than a lily's, thou shalt daily draw
- From my great arteries,—nor less, nor more,’
- All substances the cunning chemist Time
- Melts down into that liquor of my life,—
- Friends, foes, joys, fortunes, beauty and disgust.
- And whether I am angry or content,
- Indebted or insulted, loved or hurt,
- All he distils into sidereal wine
- And brims my little cup; heedless, alas!
- Of all he sheds how little it will hold,
- How much runs over on the desert sands.
- If a new Muse draw me with splendid ray,
- And I uplift myself into its heaven,
- The needs of the first sight absorb my blood,
- And all the following hours of the day
- Drag a ridiculous age.
- To-day, when friends approach, and every hour
- Brings book, or starbright scroll of genius,
- The little cap will hold not a bead more,
- And all the costly liquor runs to waste;
- Nor gives the jealous lord one diamond drop
- So to be husbanded for poorer days.
- Why need I volumes, if one word suffice?
- Why need I galleries, when a pupil's draught
- After the master's sketch fills and o'erfills
- My apprehension? Why seek Italy,
- Who cannot circumnavigate the sea
- Of thoughts and things at home, but still adjourn
- The nearest matters for a thousand days?
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