<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536794" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>II from Life’s Testament</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The brain, the blood, the busy thews<br>That quickened in the primal ooze<br>Support me yet; till ice shall grip<br>The heart of Earth, no strength they’ll lose.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They take my thought, they laugh, they run—<br>Ere megatherial moons, begun;<br>And shall, till they shall drop within<br>The shattering whirlwinds of the sun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In subtle and essential ways,<br>Rich with innumerable days,<br>To mould, to charge, to impel me still,<br>Each through my broadest being plays.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They surged to this hour, this transfuse—<br>The brain, the blood, the busy thews;<br>That act of mine the ultimate stars<br>Shall look on sprang in primal ooze.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Baylebridge">William Baylebridge</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536794" data-title="II from Life’s Testament de William Baylebridge" data-description="The brain, the blood, the busy thews That quickened in the primal ooze Support me yet; till ice shall grip The heart of Earth, no strength they’ll lose. They take my thought, they laugh, they run— Ere megatherial moons, begun; And shall, till..."></div> </div> </div>

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