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" Uprose the merry Sphinx, And crouched no more in stone ; She melted into purple cloud, She silvered in the moon ; She spired into a yellow flame ; She flowered in blossoms red ; She flowed into a foaming wave ; She stood Monadnoc's head. Thorough a thousand... "
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szerző: Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1847 - 199 oldal
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The Dial: A Magazine for Literature, Philosophy, and Religion, 1. kötet

Ralph Waldo Emerson, Margaret Fuller, George Ripley - 1841
...in stone, She hopped into the baby's eyes, She hopped into the moon, She spired into a yellowjflame, She flowered in blossoms red, She flowed into a foaming...telleth one of my meanings Is master of all I am." ORPHIC SAYINGS. BY A. BEONSON ALCOTT. LI. REFORM. The trump of reform is sounding throughout the world...

The Universalist Quarterly and General Review, 4. kötet

1847
...philosophy of the piece as well as the freshness and purity of the style. 14* "Uprose the merry Sphinx, And crouched no more in stone ; She melted into purple...into a foaming wave ; She stood Monadnoc's head." Through a thousand voices, Spoke the universal dame : " Who telleth one of my meanings, Is master of...

The North American Review, 64. kötet

Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1847
...shows what improvements the poem has undergone in the process of incubation. " Uprose the merry Sphinx, And crouched no more in stone ; She melted into purple...into a foaming wave ; She stood Monadnoc's head." We have not The Dial at hand for reference ; but if memory serves us aright, in the poem as first published,...

The Southern and Western Literary Messenger and Review, 13. kötet

1847
...what improvements the poem has undergone in the process of incubation. *' Uprose the merry Sphinx, And crouched no more in stone ; She melted into purple...cloud, She silvered in the moon ; She spired into л yellow flame ; She flowered in blossoms red; She flowed into a foaming wave ; She stood Monadnoc's...

The Southern literary messenger, 13. kötet

1847
...incubation. '* Uprose the merry Sphinx, And crouched no more in stone; She melted into purple clftud, She silvered in the moon ; She spired into a yellow...flame ; She flowered in blossoms red; She flowed into n foaming wave ; She stood Monadnoc's head." We have not The Dial at hand for reference ; but if memory...

The Massachusetts Quarterly Review, 3. kötet

1849
...Thus the riddle is solved ; then the Sphinx turns into beautiful things : " Uprose the merry Sphinx, And crouched no more in stone ; She melted into purple...into a foaming wave ; She stood Monadnoc's head." — Poems, pp.8-13. We pass over the Threnody, where " well sung woes " might soothe a " pensive ghost."...

The Poets and Poetry of America: To the Middle of the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1852 - 550 oldal
...She hopp'd into the moon, She spired into a yellow flame. She flowek'd in blossoms red, She flow'd into a foaming wave, She stood Monadnoc's head. Thorough...telleth one of my meanings Is master of all I am." THE PROBLEM. I LIKS a church, I like a cowl, I love a prophet of the soul, And on my heart monastic...

The Poets and Poetry of America

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1873 - 666 oldal
...yellow flame, She flower'il in blossoms red, She flow'd into a foaming wave, She stood Monntlnoc's head. Thorough a thousand voices Spoke the universal dame, « Who telleth one of my meaning's Is master of all I nm." THE PROBLEM. I LIKE a church, I like a eowl, I love a prophet of...

Songs of Three Centuries

John Greenleaf Whittier - 1875 - 352 oldal
...And showed his side of llnme, — When the rosebud ripened to the rose, — In both I read thy name. EACH AND ALL. LITTLE thinks, in the field, yon redcloaked clown Of thce from the hill-top looking down ; The heifer that lows in the upland farm, Far-heard, lows not...

Works of Ralph Waldo Emerson ..., 4. kötet

Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1876
...natures ply; Ask on, thou clothed eternity; Time is the false reply. ' Uprose the merry Sphinx, Aud crouched no more in stone ; She melted into purple...blossoms red; She flowed into a foaming wave ; She stood Monadnoc'a head. Thorough a thousand voices Spoke the universal dame : 'Who telleth one of my meanings,...




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