Ralph Waldo Emerson Poems


” Good-by, proud world, I’m going home,
Thou’rt not my friend, and I’m not thine;
Long through thy weary crowds I roam;
A river-ark on the ocean brine,
Long I’ve been tossed like the driven foam,
But now, proud world, I’m going home.”

From the Poem”Good By” – R.Emerson


Selected Poems


(Ralph Waldo Emerson)