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" APOLOGY Think me not unkind and rude That I walk alone in grove and glen; I go to the god of the wood To fetch his word to men. Tax not my sloth that I Fold my arms beside the brook; Each cloud that floated in the sky Writes a letter in my book. Chide... "
The Knickerbocker: Or, New-York Monthly Magazine - Page 372
edited by - 1847
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Poems

Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1847 - 251 pages
...feeds men serveth few; He serves all who dares be true. 12 THE APOLOGY. THINK, me not unkind and rude That I walk alone in grove and glen; I go to the god...I Fold my arms beside the brook ; Each cloud that floated in the sky Writes a letter in my book. Chide me not, laborious band, For the idle flowers I...
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Poems

Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1847 - 199 pages
...feeds men, serveth few, He serves all, who dares be true. THE APOLOGY. THINK me not unkind and rude, That I walk alone in grove and glen; I go to the god...that I Fold my arms beside the brook; Each cloud that floated in the sky Writes a letter in my book. Chide me not, laborious band, For the idle flowers I...
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Lotos-eating: a Summer Book

George William Curtis - Atlantic States - 1852 - 192 pages
...§00L BT GKEOEGKE WILLIAM CUBTIS, mi A," BTC. ETc. " There 's rosemary—that 's for remembranoe." " Tax not my sloth, that I Fold my arms beside the brook; Each cloud that floated in the aky Writes a letter in my book. Ohide me not, laborious band, For the idle flowers I...
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Cyclopaedia of American Literature: Embracing Personal and ..., Volume 2

Evert Augustus Duyckinck - American literature - 1856
...Want and woe, which torture us, Thy sleep makes ridiculous THE APOI.OGT. Think me not unkind and rude That I walk alone in grove and glen, I go to the god of the wood, To fetch his word to man. Tax not my sloth that I Fold my arms beside the brook ; Each cloud that floated in the sky. Writes...
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Cyclopaedia of American Literature: Embracing Personal and ..., Volume 2

Evert Augustus Duyckinck, George Long Duyckinck - American literature - 1856
...sleep makes ri.liculous. TUB APOLOGY. Think me not unkind and rude That I walk alone in grove and gleo, I go to the god of the wood, To fetch his word to man. Tax not my sloth that I Fold my arms beside the brook ; Each cloud that floated in the sky, Writes...
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Nightingale Valley: A Collection, Including a Great Number of the Choicest ...

William Allingham - English poetry - 1860 - 288 pages
...similar character, such as " Tax not" (two syllables to be dwelt on to the length of three) : — " Tax not my sloth that I Fold my arms beside the brook." And, " One harvest from thy field Homeward brought the oxen strong." It is always delightful to recollect...
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The Universalist Quarterly and General Review, Volume 20

Universalism - 1863
...and elevate their character. As Emerson says, in his apology for his apparently idle wanderings, " I go to the God of the wood, To fetch his word to men.' r All of us hare our uses, eveģ the most indolent. Their extreme specific gravity is a check upon...
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Cyclopaedia of American literature, by E. A. and G. L ..., Volume 2; Volume 86

Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1866
...woe, which torture us, Thy sleep makes ridiculous. ТИХ APOIOGT. Think me not unkind and rude That 1 walk alone in grove and glen, I go to the god of the wood. To fetch his word to man. Tax not my sloth that I . Fold my arms beside the brook ; Each cloud that floated in the sky,...
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A Dictionary of Quotations from the English Poets

Henry George Bohn - Quotations - 1867 - 715 pages
...borrowing sloth, Itself heaps on its shoulders loads of woe, Too heavy to be borne. Pollok, Courst of Time. Tax not my sloth that I Fold my arms beside the brook ; Each cloud that floateth in the sky Writes a letter in my book. Emerton. IONOEAJTCE. Ignorance is the curse of God,...
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Dublin examination papers

Dublin city, univ - 1869
...Roderick. Translate the following passage into Latin Lyric Verse : — Think me not unkind and rude, That I walk alone in grove and glen ; I go to the...I Fold my arms beside the brook ; Each cloud that floated in the sky Writes a letter in my book. Chide me not, laborious band, For the idle flowers I...
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