Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HOLIDAYS, by RALPH WALDO EMERSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: From fall to spring, the russet acorn Last Line: Tis the turning of the tide. | ||||||||
From fall to spring the russet acorn, Fruit beloved of maid and boy, Lent itself beneath the forest, To be the children's toy. Pluck it now! In vain, -- thou canst not; Its root has pierced yon shady mound; Toy no longer -- it has duties; It is anchored in the ground. Year by year the rose-lipped maiden, Playfellow of young and old, Was frolic sunshine, dear to all men, More dear to one than mines of gold. Whither went the lovely hoyden? Disappeared in blessed wife; Servant to a wooden cradle, Living in a baby's life Still thou playest; -- short vacation Fate grants each to stand aside; Now must thou be man and artist, -- 'Tis the turning of the tide. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BOSTON HYMN; READ IN MUSIC HALL, JANUARY 1, 1863 by RALPH WALDO EMERSON CONCORD HYMN; SUNG AT COMPLETION OF CONCORD MONUMENT, 1836 by RALPH WALDO EMERSON DIRGE (1) by RALPH WALDO EMERSON EACH AND [OR, IN] ALL by RALPH WALDO EMERSON EROS (1) by RALPH WALDO EMERSON FABLE: THE MOUNTAIN AND THE SQUIRREL by RALPH WALDO EMERSON |
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