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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=535135" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song Of The Universal</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">COME, said the Muse,<br> Sing me a song no poet yet has chanted,<br> Sing me the Universal.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> In this broad Earth of ours,<br> Amid the measureless grossness and the slag,<br> Enclosed and safe within its central heart,<br> Nestles the seed Perfection.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> By every life a share, or more or less,<br> None born but it is born--conceal'd or unconceal'd, the seed is<br> waiting.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Lo! keen-eyed, towering Science!   10<br> As from tall peaks the Modern overlooking,<br> Successive, absolute fiats issuing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Yet again, lo! the Soul--above all science;<br> For it, has History gather'd like a husk around the globe;<br> For it, the entire star-myriads roll through the sky.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> In spiral roads, by long detours,<br> (As a much-tacking ship upon the sea,)<br> For it, the partial to the permanent flowing,<br> For it, the Real to the Ideal tends.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> For it, the mystic evolution;   20<br> Not the right only justified--what we call evil also justified.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Forth from their masks, no matter what,<br> From the huge, festering trunk--from craft and guile and tears,<br> Health to emerge, and joy--joy universal.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Out of the bulk, the morbid and the shallow,<br> Out of the bad majority--the varied, countless frauds of men and<br> States,</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Electric, antiseptic yet--cleaving, suffusing all,<br> Only the good is universal.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Over the mountain growths, disease and sorrow,<br> An uncaught bird is ever hovering, hovering,  30<br> High in the purer, happier air.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> From imperfection's murkiest cloud,<br> Darts always forth one ray of perfect light,<br> One flash of Heaven's glory.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> To fashion's, custom's discord,<br> To the mad Babel-din, the deafening orgies,<br> Soothing each lull, a strain is heard, just heard,<br> From some far shore, the final chorus sounding.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> O the blest eyes! the happy hearts!<br> That see--that know the guiding thread so fine,  40<br> Along the mighty labyrinth!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> And thou, America!<br> For the Scheme's culmination--its Thought, and its Reality,<br> For these, (not for thyself,) Thou hast arrived.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Thou too surroundest all;<br> Embracing, carrying, welcoming all, Thou too, by pathways broad and<br> new,<br> To the Ideal tendest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> The measur'd faiths of other lands--the grandeurs of the past,<br> Are not for Thee--but grandeurs of Thine own;<br> Deific faiths and amplitudes, absorbing, comprehending all, 50<br> All eligible to all.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> All, all for Immortality!<br> Love, like the light, silently wrapping all!<br> Nature's amelioration blessing all!<br> The blossoms, fruits of ages--orchards divine and certain;<br> Forms, objects, growths, humanities, to spiritual Images ripening.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Give me, O God, to sing that thought!<br> Give me--give him or her I love, this quenchless faith<br> In Thy ensemble. Whatever else withheld, withhold not from us,<br> Belief in plan of Thee enclosed in Time and Space;  60<br> Health, peace, salvation universal.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Is it a dream?<br> Nay, but the lack of it the dream,<br> And, failing it, life's lore and wealth a dream,<br> And all the world a dream.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Walt+Whitman">Walt Whitman</a><div class=q>
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 Sing me a song no poet yet has chanted,
 Sing me the Universal.

 In this broad Earth of ours,
 Amid the measureless grossness and the slag,
 Enclosed and safe within its central heart,
 Nestles the seed Perfection.

 By ever..."></div>
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