Nature

I love the universe — I love the joy

Of every living thing. Be mind the sure

Felicity, which ever shall endure;

While passion whirls the madmen, as they toy,

To hate, I would my simple being warm

In the calm pouring sun; and in that pure

And motionless silence, ever would employ

My best true powers, without a thought’s annoy.

See and be glad! O high imperial race,

Dwarfing the common attitude of strength,

Learn that ye stand on an unshaken base;

Your powers iwll carry you to any length.