Peace is always beautiful.
Once fully enslaved, no nation, state, city of this earth ever afterward resumes its liberty.
It is only the novice in political economy who thinks it is the duty of government to make its citizens happy - government has no such office.
Behold I do not give lectures or a little charity, When I give I give myself.
The greatest country, the richest country, is not that which has the most capitalists, monopolists, immense grabbings, vast fortunes, with its sad, sad soil of extreme, degrading, damning poverty, but the land in which there are the most homesteads, freeholds - where wealth does not show such contrasts high and low, where all men have enough - a modest living- and no man is made possessor beyond the sane and beautiful necessities.
I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contain'd, I stand and look at them long and long.
O captain! My Captain! Our fearful trip is done. The ship has weather'd every wrack The prize we sought is won The port is near, the bells I hear The people all exulting While follow eyes, the steady keel The vessel grim and daring But Heart! Heart! Heart! O the bleeding drops of red Where on the deck my captain lies Fallen cold and dead.
From this hour I ordain myself loos'd of limits and imaginary lines.
Re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul; and your very flesh shall be a great poem, and have the richest fluency, not only in its words, but in the silent lines of its lips and face, and between the lashes of your eyes, and in every motion and joint of your body.
All is procession; the universe is a procession with measured and beautiful motion.
Sail Forth- Steer for the deep waters only. Reckless O soul, exploring. I with thee and thou with me. For we are bound where mariner has not yet dared go. And we will risk the ship, ourselves, and all.
Why who makes much of a miracle? As to me I know nothing else but miracles, whether they be animals feeding in the fields, Or, birds, or the wonderfulness of insects in the air, Or the wonderfulness of the sundown, or of stars shining so quiet and bright, Or the exquisite delicate thin curve of the new moon in spring; These, with the rest, one and all, are to me, miracles.
Pointing to another world will never stop vice among us; shedding light over this world can alone help us.
I loafe and invite my soul.
Where the earth is, we are.
I tramp a perpetual journey.
I think it is lost.....but nothing is ever lost nor can be lost .
O the joy of my spirit - it is uncaged - it darts like lightning!
I am too not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.
We convince by our presence.
The smallest sprout shows there is really no death.
Whoever is not in his coffin and the dark grave, let him know he has enough.
Whoever you are, now I place my hand upon you/ That you may be my poem/ I whisper with my lips close to your ear/ I have loved many women and men, but I love none better than you.
this is thy hour o soul, thy free flight into the wordless, away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done, thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes thou lovest best, night, sleep, death and the stars.
There was never any more inception than there is now, Nor any more youth or age than there is now; And will never be any more perfection than there is now, Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now.
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