No man fears age or misfortune or death, in their serene company, for he is transported out of the district of change. Why should not we have a poetry and philosophy of insight and not of tradition, and a religion by revelation to us, and not the history of theirs? One might think the atmosphere was made transparent with this design, to give man, in the heavenly bodies, the perpetual presence of the sublime. Nothing in nature is exhausted in its first use. Wiser far than human seer, Yellow-breeched philosopher! No prayer persuades, no flattery fawns,Their noble meanings are their pawns. The whole character and fortune of the individual are affected by the least inequalities in the culture of the understanding; for example, in the perception of differences. And thefts from satellites and rings And broken stars I drew, And out of spent and aged things I formed the world anew; What time the gods kept carnival, Tricked out in star and flower, And in cramp elf and saurian forms They swathed their too much power. Ages are thy days, Thou grand expressor of the present tense, And type of permanence, Firm ensign of the fatal Being, Amid these coward shapes of joy and grief That will not bide the seeing.
Cling with life to the maid; But when the surprise, Vague shadow of surmise, Flits across her bosom young Of a joy apart from thee, Free be she, fancy-free, Do not thou detain a hem, Nor the palest rose she flung From her summer diadem. This theory both underscores the difference between the incontrovertible evidence of human existence in the intellect and the questionable existence of nature as a distinct reality outside the mind, and at the same time allows us to explain nature in terms other than purely physical. We take what is useful from it in forming a sense of the universe, giving greater or lesser weight to particular aspects to suit our purposes, even framing nature according to our own image of it. Plain and cold is their address,Power have they for tenderness,And so thoroughly is knownEach others' purpose by his own,They can parley without meeting,Need is none of forms of greeting,They can well communicateIn their innermost estate;When each the other shall avoid,Shall each by each be most enjoyed. Think'st Beauty vanished from the coast Of matter, and thy darling lost? Learn that none of these things is superficial, but that each phenomenon has its roots in the faculties and affections of the mind. Will never my winds go sleep in the west? Heed not what the brawlers say, Heed thou only Saadi's lay.
And thefts from satellites and rings And broken stars I drew, And out of spent and aged things I formed the world anew; What time the gods kept carnival, Tricked out in star and flower, And in cramp elf and saurian forms They swathed their too much power. Gladly round that golden lamp Sylvan deities encamp, And simple maids and noble youth Are welcome to the man of truth. I moulded kings and saviours, And bards o'er kings to rule;-- But fell the starry influence short, The cup was never full. Idealism acquaints us with the total disparity between the evidence of our own being, and the evidence of the world's being. I gave thee sight, where is it now? Nature says, -- he is my creature, and all his impertinent griefs, he shall be glad with me. He died in Concord, Massachusetts on April 27, 1882 at age 78. The passive Master lent his hand To the vast soul that o'er him planned, And the same power that reared the shrine, Bestrode the tribes that knelt within.
But natural beauty is an ultimate only inasmuch as it works as a catalyst upon the inner processes of man. That law, when in the mind, is an idea. Earth proudly wears the Parthenon As the best gem upon her zone; And Morning opes with haste her lids To gaze upon the Pyramids; O'er England's abbeys bends the sky As on its friends with kindred eye; For out of Thought's interior sphere These wonders rose to upper air, And nature gladly gave them place, Adopted them into her race, And granted them an equal date With Andes and with Ararat. Where thou art is clime for me. Insect lover of the sun, Joy of thy dominion! Emerson explores idealism at length.
Thy lip, where balmy nectar glows; Thy cheek, where round the damask rose A thousand nameless Graces move, Thy mildly speaking azure eyes, Thy golden hair, where cunning Love In many a mazy ringlet lies? Whilst we wait in this Olympus of gods, we think of nature as an appendix to the soul. Thou in our astronomy An opaker star, Seen, haply, from afar, Above the horizon's hoop. Give all to love; Obey thy heart; Friends, kindred, days, Estate, good fame, Plans, credit, and the muse; Nothing refuse. Soon as thy radiant form is seen, Thy native blush, thy timid mien, Thy hour is past! We do not know the uses of more than a few plants, as corn and the apple, the potato and the vine. I hold it of little matter, Whether your jewel be of pure water, A rose diamond or a white,— But whether it dazzle me with light.
Virtue runs before the muse And defies her skill, She is rapt, and doth refuse To wait a painter's will. He cannot be a naturalist, until he satisfies all the demands of the spirit. Transcendentalism was a belief that focused on being self-reliant. Why should the vest on him alure, Which I could not on me endure? But when the fact is seen under the light of an idea, the gaudy fable fades and shrivels. Stands to each human soul its own, For watch, and ward, and furtherance In the snares of nature's dance; And the lustre and the grace Which fascinate each human heart, Beaming from another part, Translucent through the mortal covers, Is the Dæmon's form and face. And whither now, my truant wise and sweet, Oh, whither tend thy feet? Light and darkness are our familiar expression for knowledge and ignorance; and heat for love. Have I a lover Who is noble and free,? 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.
Emerson presents three properties of natural beauty. Wine which Music is, Music and wine are one, That I, drinking this, Shall hear far Chaos talk with me; Kings unborn shall walk with me; And the poor grass shall plot and plan What it will do when it is man. But these young scholars, who invade our hills, Bold as the engineer who fells the wood, And traveling often in the cut he makes, Love not the flower they pluck, and know it not, And all their botany is Latin names. The one esteems nature as rooted and fast; the other, as fluid, and impresses his being thereon. I too late 10 Under her solemn fillet saw the scorn. Man is conscious of a universal soul within or behind his individual life, wherein, as in a firmament, the natures of Justice, Truth, Love, Freedom, arise and shine.
Therefore to our sick eyes, The stunted trees look sick, the summer short, Clouds shade the sun, which will not tan our hay. Well, said I, he is hypocrite, And folly the end of his subtle wit, He takes a sovran privilege Not allowed to any liege, For he does go behind all law, And right into himself does draw, For he is sovranly allied. Of all he sheds how little it will hold, How much runs over on the desert sands. He cites examples of intuition working in man Jesus Christ, Swedenborg, and the Shakers among them , which provide evidence of the power of intuition to transcend time and space. And thus to Saadi said the muse; Eat thou the bread which men refuse; Flee from the goods which from thee flee; Seek nothing; Fortune seeketh thee. I seem to partake its rapid transformations: the active enchantment reaches my dust, and I dilate and conspire with the morning wind.
Was there no meaning in the live repose of the valley behind the mill, and which The leafless trees become spires of flame in the sunset, with the blue east for their back-ground, and the stars of the dead calices of flowers, and every withered stem and stubble rimed with frost, contribute something to the mute music. All the parts incessantly work into each other's hands for the The wind sows the seed; the sun evaporates the sea; the wind blows the vapor to the field; the ice, on the other side of the planet, condenses rain on this; the rain feeds the plant; the plant feeds the animal; and thus the endless circulations of the divine charity nourish man. There is a special relationship, a sympathy, between man and nature. To myself I oft recount Tales of many a famous mount. But by itself, nature does not provide the pleasure that comes of perceiving this relationship. Twice I have moulded an image, And thrice outstretched my hand, Made one of day, and one of night, And one of the salt sea-sand.
He provides an ideal interpretation of nature that is more real than concrete nature, as it exists independent of human agency. The deep Heart answered, Weepest thou? Finally, Emerson develops the idea that the whole of nature — not just its particulate verbal expressions — symbolizes spiritual reality and offers insight into the universal. There is a melody born of melody, Which melts the world into a sea. There are new lands, new men, new thoughts. Who gave thee, O Beauty! Parts of speech are metaphors, because The laws of moral nature answer to those of matter as face to face in a glass. Whilst we see that it always stands ready to clothe what we would say, we cannot avoid the question, whether the characters are not significant of themselves.