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Thanks to the morning light	A
Thanks to the seething sea	B
To the uplands of New Hampshire	C
To the green haired forest free	B
Thanks to each man of courage	D
To the maids of holy mind	E
To the boy with his games undaunted	F
Who never looks behind	E
	-
Cities of proud hotels	G
Houses of rich and great	H
Vice nestles in your chambers	I
Beneath your roofs of slate	H
It cannot conquer folly	B
Time and space conquering steam	J
And the light outspeeding telegraph	K
Bears nothing on its beam	J
	-
The politics are base	L
The letters do not cheer	M
And 'tis far in the deeps of history	B
The voice that speaketh clear	M
Trade and the streets ensnare us	N
Our bodies are weak and worn	O
We plot and corrupt each other	C
And we despoil the unborn	O
	-
Yet there in the parlor sits	P
Some figure of noble guise	Q
Our angel in a stranger's form	R
Or woman's pleading eyes	Q
Or only a flashing sunbeam	J
In at the window pane	S
Or music pours on mortals	T
Its beautiful disdain	S
	-
The inevitable morning	U
Finds them who in cellars be	B
And be sure the all loving Nature	C
Will smile in a factory	B
Yon ridge of purple landscape	V
Yon sky between the walls	W
Hold all the hidden wonders	I
In scanty intervals	T
	-
Alas the sprite that haunts us	N
Deceives our rash desire	C
It whispers of the glorious gods	X
And leaves us in the mire	Y
We cannot learn the cipher	C
That's writ upon our cell	Z
Stars help us by a mystery	B
Which we could never spell	Z
	-
If but one hero knew it	A2
The world would blush in flame	B2
The sage till he hit the secret	C2
Would hang his head for shame	B2
But our brothers have not read it	A2
Not one has found the key	B
And henceforth we are comforted	F
We are but such as they	D2
	-
Still still the secret presses	E2
The nearing clouds draw down	F2
The crimson morning flames into	G2
The fopperies of the town	F2
Within without the idle earth	H2
Stars weave eternal rings	I2
	-
The sun himself shines heartily	B
And shares the joy he brings	I2
	-
And what if trade sow cities	J2
Like shells along the shore	K2
And thatch with towns the prairie broad	L2
With railways ironed o'er	C
They are but sailing foambells	J2
Along Thought's causing stream	J
And take their shape and Sun color	C
From him that sends the dream	J
	-
For destiny does not like	M2
To yield to men the helm	N2
And shoots his thought by hidden nerves	J2
Throughout the solid realm	N2
The patient D mon sits	J2
With roses and a shroud	O2
He has his way and deals his gifts	J2
But ours is not allowed	O2
	-
He is no churl or trifler	C
And his viceroy is none	P2
Love without weakness	J2
Of genius sire and son	P2
	-
And his will is not thwarted	Q2
The seeds of land and sea	J2
Are the atoms of his body bright	A
And his behest obey	D2
	-
He serveth the servant	R2
The brave he loves amain	P2
He kills the cripple and the sick	S2
And straight begins again	P2
For gods delight in gods	J2
And thrust the weak aside	T2
To him who scorns their charities	J2
Their arms fly open wide	T2
	-
When the old world is sterile	U2
And the ages are effete	V2
He will from wrecks and sediment	R2
The fairer world complete	V2
He forbids to despair	C
His cheeks mantle with mirth	H2
And the unimagined good of men	P2
Is yeaning at the birth	H2
	-
Spring still makes spring in the mind	E
When sixty years are told	W2
	-
Love wakes anew this throbbing heart	X2
And we are never old	W2
Over the winter glaciers	J2
I see the summer glow	Y2
And through the wild piled snowdrift	W2
The warm rose buds below	Y2

Ralph Waldo Emerson

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