The Riverside song book/The Poet

by Ralph Waldo Emerson

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THE POET.

Ralph Waldo Emerson. Friedrich Wilhelm Kücken.

1. Let me go wher-e'er I will, where'er I will, . . I

2 Let me go wher-e'er I will, where'er I will, . . I

3. 2 Let me go wher-e'er I will, where'er I will, . . I

hear a sky - born mu - sic still; It sounds from all things

hear a sky - born mu - sic still; Not on - ly in the

hear a sky - born mu - sic still; Not in the stars a -

old, It sounds from all things young, From all that's fair or foul peals out a

rose, Not on - ly in the bird, Nor on-ly in the song of wo-man

lone, Nor cups of bud-ding flow'rs, The red-breast's tone, the bow that smiles in

song! From all that's fair, from all that's foul, Peals

heard, Not on - ly in the rose, or bird, Nor

showers. Not stars a - lone, or bud -ding flowers, The

out a cheer - ful, cheer - ful song, And in the dark - est,

in the song of wo - man heard, But in the dark - est,

bird, or bow that smiles in showers, But in the dark - est.

mean - est things. There al - way, al-way something sings.