 T is mine, my children's and my name's. How sweet the west wind sounds in my own trees! How graceful climb those shadows on my hill! I fancy these pure waters and the flags Know me, as does my dog: we sympathize; And, I affirm, my actions smack of the...  The North American Review - Página 410editado por - 1847Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | Donald M. Reynolds - 1996 - 260 páginas
...amidst his farm Saying, ' 'Tis mine, my children's and my names. How sweet the west wind sounds in mine own trees! How graceful climb those shadows on my...sympathize; And, I affirm, my actions smack of the soil.' Where are these men? Asleep beneath their grounds: And strangers, fond as they, their furrows plough.... | |
 | Eric L. Haralson, John Hollander - 1998 - 598 páginas
...shadows that climb his hill and fancying that the waters and the "flags" (both stones and cattails) "Know me, as does my dog: we sympathize; / And, I affirm, my actions smack of the soil." At this point, the language of the poem, which has bordered on the ironic, is finally revealed to be... | |
 | Sacvan Bercovitch, Cyrus R. K. Patell - 1994 - 580 páginas
...Saxon farmers become lyrical when they chant the joys of possession they believe themselves to enjoy: "How sweet the west wind sounds in my own trees! How...sympathize; And, I affirm, my actions smack of the soil." But the self-satisfied farmers are deaf to the "Earth-Song" of the ineluctable goddess who lies in... | |
 | Joel Porte (ed), Saundra Morris - 1999 - 304 páginas
..."nut" of Emerson's poem. Accordingly, the otherwise unfortunate line in "Hamatreya" about a dog - " 'I fancy these pure waters and the flags / Know me, as does my dog: we sympathize' " - is of course meant to be funny, spoken as it is by a farmer who is fundamentally ridiculous in... | |
 | Steven Gould Axelrod, Camille Roman, Thomas Travisano - 2003 - 770 páginas
...my own trees ! How graceful climb those shadows on my hill! I fancy these pure waters and the flags2 Know me, as does my dog: we sympathize; And, I affirm, my actions smack3 of the soil." Where are these men? Asleep beneath their grounds: And strangers, fond4 as they,... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 2005 - 264 páginas
...sweet the west wind sounds in my own trees! How graceful climb those shadows on my hill! I fancy the pure waters and the flags Know me, as does my dog:...sympathize; And, I affirm, my actions smack of the soil." Where are these men? Asleep beneath their grounds: And strangers, fond as they, their furrows plough.... | |
 | William Roetzheim - 2006 - 760 páginas
...Vocabulary: sitfast: stationary; mould: dust; heritors: inheritor; avarice: immoderate desire for things. How sweet the west wind sounds in my own trees! How...sympathize; and, I affirm, my actions smack of the soil." Where are these men? Asleep beneath their grounds: and strangers, fond as they, their furrows plough.... | |
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