Ralph Waldo Emerson

Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,
Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields,
Seems read more

Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,
Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields,
Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air
Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven,
And veils the farmhouse at the garden's end.
The sled and traveller stopped, the courier's feet
Delayed, all friends shut out, the housemates sit
Around the radiant fireplace, enclosed
In a tumultuous privacy of storm.

The silence that accepts merit as the most natural thing in the
world, is the highest applause.

The silence that accepts merit as the most natural thing in the
world, is the highest applause.

You cannot see the mountain near

You cannot see the mountain near

The years teach much which the days never knew.

The years teach much which the days never knew.

Enthusiasm is the leaping lightning, not to be measured by the horse- power of the understanding.

Enthusiasm is the leaping lightning, not to be measured by the horse- power of the understanding.