Let its grapes the morn salute From a nocturnal root, Which feels the acrid juice Of Styx and Erebus; And turns the woe of Night, By its own craft, to a more rich delight. We buy ashes for bread; We buy diluted wine; Give me of the true, — Whose ample... The Arena - Page 5981904Full view - About this book
| Ralph Waldo Emerson - American poetry - 1847 - 244 pages
...Build and unbuild our echoing clay, As the two twilights of the day Fold us music-drunken in. BACCHUS. BRING me wine, but wine which never grew In the belly...taproots reaching through Under the Andes to the Cape, Let its grapes the morn salute From a nocturnal root Which feels the acrid juice Of Styx and Erebus,... | |
| Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1847 - 264 pages
...and unbuild our echoing clay, As the two twilights of the day Fold us music-drunken in. . ' BACCHUS. BRING me wine, but wine 'which never grew In the belly...tap-roots, reaching through Under the Andes to the Cape, Suffered no savor of the earth to scape. Let its grapes the morn salute From a nocturnal root, Which... | |
| Periodicals - 1847 - 726 pages
...Here, then, we have it, in this piece entitled " Bacchus," an imitation of the Persian mystic, Hafiz. " Bring me wine, but wine which never grew, In the belly of the grape, • • • * * Wine which music is, — Music and wine are one, That I, drinking this, Shall hear... | |
| Periodicals - 1847 - 724 pages
...Here, then, we have it, in this piece, entitled "Bacchus," an imitation of the Persian mystic, Hafiz. " Bring me wine, but wine which never grew, In the belly of the grape, • • • * * Wine which music is, — Music and wine are one, That I, drinking this, Shall hear... | |
| American poems, William Michael Rossetti - American poetry - 1873 - 556 pages
...shall find thee, and be found. Follow not her flying feet; Come to us, herself to meet.'" BACCHUS. BRING me wine, but wine which never grew In the belly...taproots reaching through Under the Andes to the Cape, Suffered no savour of the world to scape. Let its grapes the morn salute From a nocturnal root Which... | |
| Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1876 - 234 pages
...unawares, Self-moved, fly-to the doors, Nor sword of angels could reveal What they conceal. BACCHUS. BEING me wine, but wine which never grew In the belly of...tap-roots, reaching through Under the Andes to the Cape, Suffered no savor of the earth to scape. Let its grapes the morn salute From a nocturnal root, Which... | |
| American poems - 1878 - 536 pages
...shall find thee, and be found. Follow not her flying feet; Come to us, herself to meet.'" BACCHUS. BRING me wine, but wine which never grew In the belly...taproots reaching through Under the Andes to the Cape, Suffered no savour of the world to scape. Let its grapes the morn salute From a nocturnal root Which... | |
| Charles Anderson Dana - 1878 - 882 pages
...the grape, Or grew on vines whose tap-roots, reaching through Under the Andes to the Cape, Suffered no savor of the earth to 'scape. Let its grapes the morn sainte From a nocturnal root, Which feels the acrid juice Of Styx and Erebus ; And turns the woe of... | |
| 1881 - 978 pages
...souls readily contract taint or blemish. They refuse to be fed on conventionalities and commonplaces. " Bring me wine, but wine which never grew In the belly...tap-roots, reaching through Under the Andes to the Cape, Suffered no nvor of tíu earth to 'каре," James finely says : "Hawthorne had a democratic strain... | |
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