Author Ralph Waldo Emerson Ere he was born, the stars of fatePlotted to make him rich and great:When from the womb the babe was loosed,The gate of gifts behind him closed. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments