Thomas R. Lounsbury, ed. (1838–1915). Yale Book of American Verse. 1912.
Ralph Waldo Emerson 18031882
Ralph Waldo Emerson42 Days
D
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, kingdoms, stars, and sky that holds them all.
I, in my pleachèd 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.