Ralph Waldo Emerson

(1803 - 1882 / Boston / United States)

Art - Poem by Ralph Waldo Emerson

Give to barrows, trays, and pans
Grace and glimmer of romance;
Bring the moonlight into noon
Hid in gleaming piles of stone;
On the city's paved street
Plant gardens lined with lilacs sweet;
Let spouting fountains cool the air,
Singing in the sun-baked square;
Let statue, picture, park, and hall,
Ballad, flag, and festival,
The past restore, the day adorn,
And make to-morrow a new morn.
So shall the drudge in dusty frock
Spy behind the city clock
Retinues of airy kings,
Skirts of angels, starry wings,
His fathers shining in bright fables,
His children fed at heavenly tables.
'T is the privilege of Art
Thus to play its cheerful part,
Man on earth to acclimate,
And bend the exile to his fate,
And, moulded of one element
With the days and firmament,
Teach him on these as stairs to climb,
And live on even terms with Time;
Whilst upper life the slender rill
Of human sense doth overfill.


Comments about Art by Ralph Waldo Emerson

  • Gold Star - 5,841 Points Herbert Guitang (4/29/2014 1:30:00 PM)

    Full of shades and color in this poem.Very nice perspective (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 30,424 Points Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (4/10/2014 9:34:00 AM)

    Beautiful poem having different situations of life in a brief but meaningful poem which might have been coming from the inner voice of the great poet.He has several ideas about the city and its reformations, aesthetic theories usage in this brief but meaning ful poem to read and comprehend. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 6, 2010



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