• A Nut Of Eggs

    Compressing courage
    Sordid as a nut

    Working intelligence
    Hush

    Want... more »

  • Bartol

    POET of the Pulpit, whose full-chorded lyre
    Startles the churches from their slumbers late,
    Discoursing music, mixed with lofty ire
    At wrangling factions in the restless state,... more »

  • Channing

    CHANNING! my Mentor whilst my thought was young,
    And I the votary of fair liberty,—
    How hung I then upon thy glowing tongue,
    And thought of love and truth as one with thee!... more »

  • Emerson

    MISFORTUNE to have lived not knowing thee!
    ’T were not high living, nor to noblest end,
    Who, dwelling near, learned not sincerity,
    Rich friendship’s ornament that still doth lend... more »

  • Garrison

    FREEDOM’S first champion in our fettered land!
    Nor politician nor base citizen
    Could gibbet thee, nor silence, nor withstand.
    Thy trenchant and emancipating pen... more »

  • Hawthorne

    ROMANCER, far more coy than that coy sex!
    Perchance some stroke of magic thee befell,
    Ere thy baronial keep the Muse did vex,
    Nor grant deliverance from enchanted spell,... more »

  • Margaret Fuller

    THOU, Sibyl rapt! whose sympathetic soul
    Infused the myst’ries thy tongue failed to tell;
    Though from thy lips the marvellous accents fell,
    And weird wise meanings o’er the senses stole,... more »

  • Proem

    Long left unwounded by the grisly foe,
    Who sometime pierces all with fatal shaft,
    Still on my cheek fresh youth did lively glow,
    And at his threatening arrow gaily laught;
    Came then my friendly scholar, and we quaffed... more »

  • Proem Ii

    Ah! why so brief the visit, short his stay?
    The acquaintance so surprising, and so sweet,
    Stolen is my heart, 't is journeying far away,
    With that shy stranger whom my voice did greet.
    That hour so fertile of entrancing thought,
    So rapt the conversation, and so free,
    My heart lost soundings, tenderly upcaught,
    Driven by soft sails of love and ecstasy!... more »

  • Proem Iii

    Not all the brilliant beauties I have seen,
    Mid the gay splendors of some Southern hall,
    In jewelled grandeur, or in plainest mien,
    Did so my fancy and my heart enthral,
    As doth this noble woman, Nature's queen!... more »

  • Proem Iv

    The April rains are past, the frosts austere,
    The flowers are hungering for the genial sun,
    The snow 's dissolved, the merry birds are here,
    And rural labors now are well begun.... more »

  • Sonnet 16

    WHEN I remember with what buoyant heart,
    Midst war's alarms and woes of civil strife,
    In youthful eagerness, thou didst depart,
    At peril of thy safety, peace, and life,... more »

  • Thoreau

    WHO nearer Nature’s life would truly come
    Must nearest come to him of whom I speak;
    He all kinds knew,—the vocal and the dumb;
    Masterful in genius was he, and unique,... more »

  • Wendell Phillips

    PEOPLE’S ATTORNEY, servant of the Right!
    Pleader for all shades of the solar ray,
    Complexions dusky, yellow, red, or white;
    Who, in thy country’s and thy time’s despite,... more »