I wrote the past in characters Of rock and fire the scroll, The building in the coral sea, The planting of the coal. It is essential to see nature from the eyes of a child because a child sees everything without judging it, from plain eyes. Love works at the center, Heart-heaving alway; Forth speed the strong pulses To the borders of day. Ivy for my fillet band, Blinding dogwood in my hand, Hemlock for my sherbet cull me, And the prussic juice to lull me, Swing me in the upas boughs, Vampire-fanned, when I carouse. Soon as thy radiant form is seen, Thy native blush, thy timid mien, Thy hour is past! Never, sun of eastern morning, Follow falsehood, follow scorning, Denounce who will, who will, deny, And pile the hills to scale the sky; Let theist, atheist, pantheist, Define and wrangle how they list,— Fierce conserver, fierce destroyer, But thou joy-giver and enjoyer, Unknowing war, unknowing crime, Gentle Saadi, mind thy rhyme.
Spirit hath life in itself. Then, perchance, a sunny ray From the heaven of fire, His lost tools may over-pay, And better his desire. At the call of a noble sentiment, again the woods wave, the pines murmur, the river rolls and shines, and the cattle low upon the mountains, as he saw and heard them in his infancy. Most of the process by which this transformation is made, is hidden from us in the remote time when language was framed; but the same tendency may be daily observed in children. Emerson was a declared opponent of slavery and had already been in intellectual exchange with Abraham Lincoln before the outbreak of the American Civil War. Hear what the Earth says:-- Earth-Song 'Mine and yours; Mine, not yours, Earth endures; Stars abide-- Shine down in the old sea; Old are the shores; But where are old men? Onward, and nearer draws the sun of May, And wide around the marriage of the plants Is sweetly solemnized; then flows amain The surge of summer's beauty; dell and crag, Hollow and lake, hill-side, and pine arcade, Are touched with genius.
Thy trivial harp will never please Or fill my craving ear; Its chords should ring as blows the breeze, Free, peremptory, clear. Let us demand our own works and laws and worship. There seems to be a necessity in spirit to manifest itself in material forms; and day and night, river and storm, beast and bird, acid and alkali, preexist in necessary Ideas in the mind of God, and are what they are by virtue of preceding affections, in the world of spirit. Solitary fancies go Short-lived wandering to and fro, Most like to bachelors, Or an ungiven maid, Not ancestors, With no posterity to make the lie afraid, Or keep truth undecayed. To him, the refractory world is ductile and flexible; he invests dust and stones with humanity, and makes them the words of the Reason. Covetous death bereaved us all To aggrandize one funeral. So that what his eye hath seen His tongue can paint, as bright, as keen, And what his tender heart hath felt, With equal fire thy heart shall melt.
This element I call an ultimate end. Flowers they strew, I catch the scent, Or tone of silver instrument Leaves on the wind melodious trace, Yet I could never see their face. Oft he keeps his fine ear strained, And reason on her tiptoe pained, For aery intelligence, And for strange coincidence. He shall not his brain encumber With the coil of rhythm and number, But, leaving rule and pale forethought, He shall aye climb For his rhyme: Pass in, pass in, the angels say, In to the upper doors; Nor count compartments of the floors, But mount to Paradise By the stairway of surprise. Life is too short to waste The critic bite or cynic bark, Quarrel, or reprimand; 'Twill soon be dark; Up! Some theosophists have arrived at a certain hostility and indignation towards matter, as the Manichean and Plotinus. Hence arises a pleasure mixed with awe; I may say, a low degree of the sublime is felt from the fact, probably, that man is hereby apprized, that, whilst the world is a spectacle, something in himself is stable. A moment by the railway troop, As o'er some bolder height they speed,— By circumspect ambition, By errant Gain, By feasters, and the frivolous,— Recallest us, And makest sane.
Unknown, — albeit lying near, — To men the path to the Dæmon sphere, And they that swiftly come and go, Leave no track on the heavenly snow. All things wait for and divine him,— How shall I dare to malign him, Or accuse the god of sport? These facts may suggest the , over the artificial and curtailed life of cities. Man's capabilities are unlimited in proportion to his openness to nature's revelatory and transforming properties. Emerson is of the opinion that we take nature and its beauty for granted, for example, we take stars for granted because we know that wherever we go, the stars will be with us. Bring me wine, but wine which never grew In the belly of the grape, Or grew on vine whose tap-roots, reaching through Under the Andes to the Cape, Suffer no savor of the earth to scape. Worthier cause for passion wild, If I had not taken the child.
No man ever prayed heartily, without learning something. We become physically nimble and lightsome; we tread on air; life is no longer irksome, and we think it will never be so. A man conversing in earnest, if he watch his intellectual processes, will find that a material image, more or less luminous, arises in his mind, cotemporaneous with every thought, which furnishes the vestment of the thought. I meet many travellers Who the road had surely kept,— They saw not my fine revellers,— These had crossed them while they slept. All that Adam had, all that Caesar could, you have and can do.
No sire survive, no son succeed! Idealism saith: matter is a phenomenon, not a substance. Unity is even more apparent in action than in thought, which is expressed only imperfectly through language. He first points out that a change in perspective is caused by changes in environment or mechanical alterations such as viewing a familiar landscape from a moving railroad car , which heighten the sense of the difference between man and nature, the observer and the observed. And thefts from satellites and rings And broken stars I drew, And out of spent and aged things I formed the world anew; What time the gods kept carnival, Tricked out in star and flower, And in cramp elf and saurian forms They swathed their too much power. It builds the sepulchres of the fathers. And man in all ages and countries, embodies it in his language, It is easily seen that there is nothing lucky or capricious in these analogies, but that they are constant, and pervade nature. I hear the lofty Pæans Of the masters of the shell, Who heard the starry music, And recount the numbers well: Olympian bards who sung Divine Ideas below, Which always find us young, And always keep us so.
Hot midsummer's petted crone Sweet to me thy drowsy tone Tells of countless sunny hours Long days and solid banks of flowers; 35 Of gulfs of sweetness without bound In Indian wildernesses found; Of Syrian peace immortal leisure Firmest cheer and bird-like pleasure. I drank at thy fountain False waters of thirst; Thou intimate stranger, Thou latest and first! My boreal lights leap upward, Forthright my planets roll, And still the man-child is not born, The summit of the whole. Love works at the centre, Heart-heaving alway; Forth speed the strong pulses To the borders of day. Waldo E Happy Holidays from the everyone at Ralph Waldo Emerson House. I am not solitary whilst I read and write, though nobody is with me. They never lose their power to move us. Adam called his house, heaven and earth; Cæsar called his house, Rome; you perhaps call yours, a cobler's trade; a hundred acres of ploughed land; or a scholar's garret.
Bird that from the nadir's floor To the zenith's top can soar, The roaring orbit of the muse exceeds that journey's length. Emerson points out that men now only apply rational understanding to nature, which is consequently perceived materially. I would he were nobler Than to love me. Indeed the river is a perpetual gala, and boasts each month a new ornament. What boots it, thy virtue, What profit thy parts, While one thing thou lackest, The art of all arts! I, in my pleached garden, watched the pomp, Forgot my morning wishes, hastily Took a few herbs and apples, and the Day Turned and departed silent. Perfect paired as eagle's wings, Justice is the rhyme of things; Trade and counting use The serf-same tuneful muse; And Nemesis, Who with even matches odd, Who athwart space redresses The partial wrong, Fills the just period, And finishes the song. The whole character and fortune of the individual are affected by the least inequalities in the culture of the understanding; for example, in the perception of differences.
Nature so approached is a part of man, and even when bleak and stormy is capable of elevating his mood. It is, in fact, the view which Reason, both speculative and practical, that is, philosophy and virtue, take. Emerson no longer understood the divine as an external or higher power, but saw it as transferred into man himself. Proportioned to the importance of the organ to be formed, is the extreme care with which its tuition is provided, -- a care pretermitted in no single case. Whenever a true theory appears, it will be its own evidence. He was vigorous in middle age, traveling frequently, but was increasingly aware of his limits and failing energy. I please myself with the graces of the winter scenery, and believe that we are as much touched by it as by the genial influences of summer.