Good-bye by Ralph Waldo Emerson

Published: Oct. 22, 2007, 7:02 a.m.

b'Emerson read by Classic Poetry Aloud:\\nhttp://www.classicpoetryaloud.com/\\n\\nGiving voice to classic poetry.\\n\\n---------------------------------------------------\\n\\nGood-bye \\n\\nby Ralph Waldo Emerson, (1803 \\u2013 1882)\\n\\nGood-bye, proud world! I\\u2019m going home:\\nThou art not my friend, and I\\u2019m not thine.\\nLong through thy weary crowds I roam;\\nA river-ark on the ocean brine,\\nLong I\\u2019ve been tossed like the driven foam;\\nBut now, proud world! I\\u2019m going home.\\n\\nGood-bye to Flattery\\u2019s fawning face;\\nTo Grandeur with his wise grimace;\\nTo upstart Wealth\\u2019s averted eye;\\nTo supple Office, low and high;\\nTo crowded halls, to court and street;\\nTo frozen hearts and hasting feet;\\nTo those who go, and those who come;\\nGood-bye, proud would! I\\u2019m going home.\\n\\nI am going to my own hearth-stone,\\nBosomed in yon green hills alone\\u2014\\nA secret nook in a pleasant land,\\nWhose groves the frolic fairies planned;\\nWhere arches green, the livelong day,\\nEcho the blackbird\\u2019s roundelay,\\nAnd vulgar feet have never trod\\nA spot that is sacred to thought and God.\\n\\nO, when I am safe in my sylvan home,\\nI tread on the pride of Greece and Rome;\\nAnd when I am stretched beneath the pines,\\nWhere the evening star so holy shines,\\nI laugh at the lore and the pride of man,\\nAt the sophist schools and the learned clan;\\nFor what are they all, in their high conceit,\\nWhen man in the bush with God may meet?'