Written in 1838 by
Ralph Waldo Emerson
(1803-1882)
This version originally published in
2005
by
Infomotions, Inc.
This document is distributed under the GNU Public License.
(Delivered before the Senior Class in Divinity College, Cambridge, Sunday Evening, July 15, 1838)
In this refulgent summer, it has been a luxury to draw the breath of life. The grassurst, the meadow is spotted with fire and gold in the tint of flowers. The air is full of birds, and sweet with the breath of the pine, the balm-of-Gilead, and the new hay. Night brings no gloom to the heart with its welcome shade. Through the transparent darkness the stars pour their almost spiritual rays.
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