By the rude bridge that arched the flood,
Their flag to April's breeze unfurled,
Here once the embattled farmers stood,
And fired the shot heard round the world.
The foe long since in silence slept;
Alike the conqueror silent sleeps;
And Time the ruined bridge has swept
Down the dark stream which seaward creeps.
On this green bank, by this soft stream,
We set to-day a votive stone;
That memory may their deed redeem,
When, like our sires, our sons are gone.
Spirit, that made those heroes dare
To die, and leave their children free,
Bid Time and Nature gently spare
The shaft we raise to them and thee.
Stichwörter: revolution shot-heard-around-the-world
When they are real, they are not glass threads or frostwork, but the solidest thing we know.
Ralph Waldo EmersonMy friends have come to me unsought. The great God gave them to me.
Ralph Waldo EmersonThere is some awe mixed with the joy of our surprise, when this poet, who lived in some past world, two or three hundred years ago, says that which lies close to my own soul, that which I also had wellnigh thought and said.
Ralph Waldo EmersonStichwörter: poetry
Of that ineffable essence which we call Spirit, he that thinks most, will say least.
Ralph Waldo EmersonIn inquiries respecting the laws of the world and the frame of things, the highest reason is always the truest.
Ralph Waldo EmersonNever read a book that is not a year old.
Ralph Waldo EmersonStichwörter: reading-books
The one thing in the world, of value, is the active soul
Ralph Waldo EmersonWe fetch fire and water, run about all day among the shops and markets, and get our clothes and shoes made and mended, and are the victims of these details, and once in a fortnight we arrive perhaps at a rational moment.
Ralph Waldo EmersonA foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesmen and philosophers and divines. With consistency a great soul has simply nothing to do. He may as well concern himself with his shadow on the wall. Speak what you think now in hard words, and to-morrow speak what to-morrow thinks in hard words again, though it contradict every thing you said to-day. — 'Ah, so you shall be sure to be misunderstood.' — Is it so bad, then, to be misunderstood? Pythagoras was misunderstood, and Socrates, and Jesus, and Luther, and Copernicus, and Galileo, and Newton, and every pure and wise spirit that ever took flesh. To be great is to be misunderstood.
Ralph Waldo EmersonStichwörter: greatness consistency misunderstood
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