(1803 - 1882 / Boston / United States)

Days

Daughters of Time, the hypocritic Days,
Muffled and dumb like barefoot dervishes,
And marching single in an endless file,
Bring diadems and fagots in their hands.
To each they offer gifts after his will,
Bread, kingdom, stars, and sky that holds them all.

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. I, too late,
Under her solemn fillet saw the scorn.

by Ralph Waldo Emerson

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A profound and great poem describing some sour facts about life and living of human beings with their shortcomings.
Saw the scorn! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Muffled and dumb like barefoot dervishes, And marching single in an endless file, Bring diadems and in their hands. a very fine poem.. indeed. tony
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