Ralph Waldo Emerson — The Waterfall

A patch of meadow upland          Reached by a mile of road, Soothed by the voice of waters,         With birds and flowers bestowed. Hither I come for strength         Which well it can supply, For Love draws might from terrene force         And potencies of sky. The tremulous battery Earth         Responds to the touch of man; It thrills to the antipodes,         From Boston to Japan. The planets' child the planet knows         And to his joy replies; To the lark's trill unfolds the rose,         Clouds flush their gayest dyes. When Ali prayed and loved         Where Syrian waters roll, Upward the ninth heaven thrilled and moved;         At the tread of the jubilant soul.


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