...kind of experience that Emerson famously described in Nature when he wrote, "Crossing a bare common, in snow puddles, at twilight, under a clouded sky,...perfect exhilaration. I am glad to the brink of fear" (Emerson 1983, 10). Though such experiences are obviously aesthetic in character, they are not designedly...

...years, but is available to the poet in the most rude and ordinary things: "Crossing a bare common, in snow puddles, at twilight, under a clouded sky,...good fortune, I have enjoyed a perfect exhilaration" (2). Every hour of the day and night and every season, from the bleakest days of February to the endless...

...the much-bruited sketch of an experience of transparency on Concord Common. "Crossing a bare common, in snow puddles, at twilight, under a clouded sky,...occurrence of special good fortune, I have enjoyed myself to perfect exhilaration." The exhilaration seems to arise from a trompe I'oeil effect: the congruence...

...(in which he examines all the different ways a person can relate to nature). Crossing a bare common in snow puddles at twilight under a clouded sky, without having in my thought any occurrence of special good fortune, I have enjoyed a perfect exhilaration. The first thing...

...mourning piece. In good health, the air is a cordial of incredible virtue. Crossing a bare common, in snow puddles, at twilight, under a clouded sky,...perfect exhilaration. I am glad to the brink of fear. In the woods, too, a man casts off his years, as the snake his slough, and at what period soever of...

...moment of transcendence in this well-known passage from his essay "Nature": "Crossing a bare common, in snow puddles, at twilight, under a clouded sky,...my thoughts any occurrence of special good fortune, 1 have enjoyed a perfect exhilaration."15 Citing this and other like episodes, James asks, "in what...

...heaven for authentication. Emerson says in his most famous ecstatic passage: Crossing a bare common, in snow puddles, at twilight, under a clouded sky,...perfect exhilaration. I am glad to the brink of fear . . . Standing on the bare ground — my head bathed by the blithe air and uplifted into infinite space...

...mourning piece. In good health, the air is a cordial of incredible virtue. Crossing a bare common, the other birds also, when they came down to wash...me, within reach of my hand. Then suddenly observing In the woods, too, a man casts off his years, as the snake his slough, and at what period soever of...

...his little book Nature, describes his own religious experience as ecstatic: "Crossing a bare common, in snow puddles, at twilight, under a clouded sky,...good fortune, I have enjoyed a perfect exhilaration. Almost I fear to think how glad I am." By contrast, Parker, in the Discourse, describes the "sense...

...sublime has on the soul. Here is his famous "transparent eyeball" passage: Crossing a bare common, in snow puddles, at twilight, under a clouded sky,...thoughts any occurrence of special good fortune, I become a transparent eyeball; I am nothing; I see all; the currents of the Universal Being circulate...