Daily Whitman


Song of the Open Road

  You road I enter upon and look around, I believe you are not all
      that is here,
  I believe that much unseen is also here.

  Here the profound lesson of reception, nor preference nor denial,
  The black with his woolly head, the felon, the diseas'd, the
      illiterate person, are not denied;
  The birth, the hasting after the physician, the beggar's tramp, the
      drunkard's stagger, the laughing party of mechanics,
  The escaped youth, the rich person's carriage, the fop, the eloping couple,
  The early market-man, the hearse, the moving of furniture into the
      town, the return back from the town,
  They pass, I also pass, any thing passes, none can be interdicted,
  None but are accepted, none but shall be dear to me.

Some Scandinavian Psychedelic Psytrance Music for the Weekend

Stubborn Highlanders Revisited, and Antinomies of Pure Reason

Aam still thinkin’ abit it.

We’ve been discussing free will in the context of universalism.  The notion put forth by defenders of the Traditional View of Hell (TVOH) in recent times has tried to defend God from charges of wantonly tossing people to damnation by asserting that the damned damn themselves.  That is, those who choose against God, who choose to reject Him, voluntarily remove themselves from His presence.  This removal from God’s presence is Hell.  To the objection that they would surely change their minds sooner or later, the assertion is made that it is possible to reject God permanently, that is, to make an irrevocable decision from free will.  For one to assert a universalist view–that all will ultimately be saved–one must argue that no such irrevocable decision, at least regarding Hell, is possible.  This possibility of eternally irrevocable choices is what we’ve been looking at.

Let’s briefly sum up what we’ve decided thus far.  Some argue that in the afterlife time as we know it no longer applies to saved or damned souls, and thus that their choices are not irrevocable over countless aeons, but rather made once and for all in an eternal moment.  Against this, I’ve argued here and here that this can apply only to God Himself, and not to lesser beings, even immortal ones in the afterlife.  Therefore, I’ve focused on whether or not a choice, can, in fact, be eternally irrevocable.  I began that discussion here and elaborated here.  I’ve used the whimsical idea that Connor MacCleod, eponymous hero of the Highlander movies and guest star in the series, has vowed that he will never, ever eat a broccoli fudge sundae.  I’ve further specified that he is truly immortal–he will live not just for an unimaginably long time, but literally for all eternity.  Can he keep this vow?

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Daily Whitman



Song of the Open Road

  Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road,
  Healthy, free, the world before me,
  The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose.

  Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good-fortune,
  Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,
  Done with indoor complaints, libraries, querulous criticisms,
  Strong and content I travel the open road.

  The earth, that is sufficient,
  I do not want the constellations any nearer,
  I know they are very well where they are,
  I know they suffice for those who belong to them.

  (Still here I carry my old delicious burdens,
  I carry them, men and women, I carry them with me wherever I go,
  I swear it is impossible for me to get rid of them,
  I am fill'd with them, and I will fill them in return.)


Daily Whitman: Index

WaltWhitman2This is the complete index to the various poems in Leaves of Grass, which I am publishing as my “Daily Whitman” series.  Enjoy!

Leaves of Grass (Intro)

Of the Terrible Doubt of Appearances

Song for All Seas, All Ships

The Return of the Heroes 8


Book I. Inscriptions

One’s-Self I Sing

The Base of All Metaphysics

Patroling Barnegat

There Was a Child Went Forth

Weave in, My Hardy

As I Ponder’d In Silence

Recorders Ages Hences

After the Sea-Ship

Old Ireland

Spain, 1873-74

In Cabin’d Ships at Sea

When I Heard at the Close of the Day

A Boston Ballad

The City Dead-House

By Broad Potomac’s

To Foreign Lands

Are You the New Person Drawn Toward Me?

Europe (the 72nd and 73rd Years of These

This Compost 1

From Far Dakota’s
Canyons [June 25, 1876]

To a Historian

Roots and Leaves Themselves Alone

A Hand-Mirror

This Compost 2

Old War-Dreams

To Thee Old Cause

Not Heat Flames Up and Consumes


To a Foil’d European Revolutionaire



Trickle Drops


Unnamed Land

As I Walk These
Broad Majestic Days

For Him I Sing

City of Orgies


Song of Prudence

A Clear Midnight

When I Read the Book

Behold This Swarthy Face


The Singer in the Prison 1

As the Time Draws Nigh

Beginning My Studies

I Saw in Louisiana a Live-Oak Growing

O Me!  O Life!

The Singer in the Prison 2

Years of the Modern


To a Stranger

To a President

The Singer in the Prison 3

Ashes of Soldiers

To the States

This Moment Yearning and Thoughtful

I Sit and Look Out

Warble for Lilac-Time

Thoughts 1

On Journeys Through the States

I Hear It Was Charged Against Me

To Rich Givers

Outlines for a Tomb (G. P., Buried 1870) 1

Thoughts 2

To a Certain Cantatrice

The Prairie-Grass Dividing

The Dalliance of the Eagles

Outlines for a Tomb (G. P., Buried 1870) 2

Song at Sunset

Me Imperturbe

When I Peruse the Conquer’d Fame

Roaming in Thought (after Reading Hegel)

Outlines for a Tomb (G. P., Buried 1870) 3

As at Thy Portals
Also Death


We Two Boys Together Clinging

A Farm Picture

Out from Behind This Mask (To Confront a Portrait) 1

My Legacy

The Ship Starting

A Promise to California

A Child’s Amaze

Out from Behind This Mask (To Confront a Portrait) 2

Pensive on Her Dead

I Hear America Singing

Here the Frailest Leaves of Me

The Runner

Vocalism 1

Camps of Green

What Place Is Besieged

No Labor-Saving Machine

Beautiful Women

Vocalism 2

The Sobbing of the
Bells [Midnight, Sept. 19-20, 1881]

Still Though the One I Sing

A Glimpse

Mother and Babe

To Him That Was Crucified

As They Draw to a

Shut Not Your Doors

A Leaf for Hand in Hand


You Felons on Trial in Courts

Joy, Shipmate, Joy!

Poets to Come

Earth, My Likeness


Laws for Creations

The Untold Want

To You

I Dream’d in a Dream


To a Common Prostitute


Thou Reader

What Think You I Take My Pen in Hand?

Gliding O’er All

I Was Looking a Long While

These Carols

Book II

Starting from Paumanok 1

To the East and to the West

Hast Never Come to Thee an Hour


Now Finale to the Shore

Starting from Paumanok 2

Sometimes with One I Love



So Long!

Starting from Paumanok 3

To a Western Boy

To Old Age

Sparkles from the Wheel


Starting from Paumanok 4

Fast Anchor’d Eternal O Love

Locations and Times

To a Pupil


Starting from Paumanok 5

Among the Multitude


Unfolded out of the Folds

From Montauk Point

Starting from Paumanok 6

O You Whom I Often and Silently Come

To These States (to Identify the 16th, 17th, or
18th Presidentiad)

What Am I After All

To Those Who’ve Fail’d

Starting from Paumanok 7

That Shadow My Likeness

First O Songs for a Prelude


A Carol Closing

Starting from Paumanok 8

Full of Life Now

Eighteen Sixty-One

Others May Praise What They Like

The Bravest

Starting from Paumanok 9

Book VI

Salut au Monde! 1

Beat!  Beat!  Drums!

Who Learns My Lesson Comlete?

A Font of Type

Starting from Paumanok 10

Salut au Monde! 2

From Paumanok Starting I Fly Like a Bird


As I Sit Writing

Starting from Paumanok 11

Salut au Monde! 3

Song of the Banner at Daybreak

The Torch

My Canary Bird

Starting from Paumanok 12

Salut au Monde! 4

Rise O Days from Your Fathomless Deeps

O Star of France (1870-1871)

Queries to My
Seventieth Year

Starting from Paumanok 13

Salut au Monde! 5

Virginia—The West

The Ox-Tamer

The Wallabout Martyrs

Starting from Paumanok 14

Salut au Monde! 6

City of Ships

Wandering at Morn

The First Dandelion

Starting from Paumanok 15

Salut au Monde! 7

The Centenarian’s Story

With All Thy Gifts


Starting from Paumanok 16

Salut au Monde! 8

Cavalry Crossing a Ford

My Picture-Gallery


Starting from Paumanok 17

Salut au Monde! 9

Bivouac on a Mountain Side

The Prairie States

To-Day and Thee

Starting from Paumanok 18

Salut au Monde! 10

An Army Corps on the March

Proud Music of the Storm 1

After the Dazzle of

Starting from Paumanok 19

Salut au Monde! 11

By the Bivouac’s Fitful Flame

Proud Music of the Storm 2

Abraham Lincoln,
Born Feb. 12, 1809

Book III

Song of Myself 1

Salut au Monde! 12

Come up from the Fields Father

Proud Music of the Storm 3

Out of May’s Shows

Song of Myself 2

Salut au Monde! 13

Vigil Strange I Kept on the Field
One Night

Proud Music of the Storm 4

Halcyon Days

Song of Myself 3

Song of the Open Road 1

A March in the Ranks Hard-Prest, and the
Road Unknown

Proud Music of the Storm 5


Song of Myself 4

Song of the Open Road 2

A Sight in Camp in the Daybreak Gray and Dim

Proud Music of the Storm 6


Song of Myself 5

Song of the Open Road 3

As Toilsome I Wander Virginia’s Woods

Passage to India 1


Song of Myself 6

Song of the Open Road 4

Not the Pilot

Passage to India 2


Song of Myself 7

Song of the Open Road 5

Year that Trembled and Reel’d Beneath Me

Passage to India 3


Song of Myself 8

Song of the Open Road 6

The Wound-Dresser 1

Passage to India 4


Song of Myself 9

Song of the Open Road 7

The Wound-Dresser 2

Passage to India 5


Song of Myself 10

Song of the Open Road 8

The Wound-Dresser 3

Passage to India 6


Song of Myself 11

Song of the Open Road 9

The Wound-Dresser 4

Passage to India 7

Election Day,
November, 1884

Song of Myself 12

Song of the Open Road 10

Long, Too Long America

Passage to India 8

With Husky-Haughty
Lips, O Sea!

Song of Myself 13

Song of the Open Road 11

Give Me the Splendid Silent Sun 1

Passage to India 9

Death of General

Song of Myself 14

Song of the Open Road 12

Give Me the Splendid Silent Sun 2

Prayer of Columbus

Red Jacket (From

Song of Myself 15

Song of the Open Road 13

Dirge for Two Veterans

The Sleepers 1

Monument February, 1885

Song of Myself 16

Song of the Open Road 14

Over the Carnage Rose Prophetic a Voice

The Sleepers 2

Of That Blithe
Throat of Thine

Song of Myself 17

Song of the Open Road 15

I Saw Old General at Bay

The Sleepers 3


Song of Myself 18

Crossing Brooklyn Ferry 1

The Artilleryman’s Visions

The Sleepers 4

To Get the Final
Lilt of Songs

Song of Myself 19

Crossing Brooklyn Ferry 2

Ethiopia Saluting the Colors

The Sleepers 5

Old Salt Kossabone

Song of Myself 20

Crossing Brooklyn Ferry 3

Not Youth Pertains to Me

The Sleepers 6

The Dead Tenor

Song of Myself 21

Crossing Brooklyn Ferry 4

Race of Veterans

The Sleepers 7


Song of Myself 22

Crossing Brooklyn Ferry 5

World Take Good Notice

The Sleepers 8


Song of Myself 23

Crossing Brooklyn Ferry 6

O Tan-Face Prarie-Boy



Song of Myself 24

Crossing Brooklyn Ferry 7

Look Down Fair Moon

To Think of Time 1


Song of Myself 25

Crossing Brooklyn Ferry 8


To Think of Time 2

Small the Theme of
My Chant

Song of Myself 26

Crossing Brooklyn Ferry 9

How Solemn as One by One (Washington City,  1865)

To Think of Time 3

True Conquerors

Song of Myself 27

Song of the Answerer 1

As I Lay with My Head in Your Lap Camerado

To Think of Time 4

The United States
to Old World Critics

Song of Myself 28

Song of the Answerer 2

Delicate Cluster

To Think of Time 5

The Calming Thought
of All

Song of Myself 29

Our Old Feuillage

To a Certain Civilian

To Think of Time 6

Thanks in Old Age

Song of Myself 30

A Song of Joys

Lo, Victress on the Peak

To Think of Time 7

Life and Death

Song of Myself 31

Song of the Broad-Axe 1

Spirit Whose Work is Done (Washington City, 1865)

To Think of Time 8

The Voice of the

Song of Myself 32

Song of the Broad-Axe 2

Adieu to a Soldier

To Think of Time 9

Soon Shall the
Winter’s Foil Be Here

Song of Myself 33

Song of the Broad-Axe 3

Turn O Libertad

Darest Thou Now O Soul

While Not the Past

Song of Myself 34

Song of the Broad-Axe 4

To the Leaven’d Soil They Trod

Whispers of Heavenly Death

The Dying Veteran

Song of Myself 35

Song of the Broad-Axe 5

When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d 1

Chanting the Square Deific 1

Stronger Lessons

Song of Myself 36

Song of the Broad-Axe 6

When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d 2

Chanting the Square Deific 2

A Prairie Sunset

Song of Myself 37

Song of the Broad-Axe 7

When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d 3

Chanting the Square Deific 3

Twenty Years

Song of Myself 38

Song of the Broad-Axe 8

When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d 4

Chanting the Square Deific 4

Orange Buds by Mail from Florida

Song of Myself 39

Song of the Broad-Axe 9

When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d 5

Of Him I Love Day and Night


Song of Myself 40

Song of the Broad-Axe 10

When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d 6

Yet, Yet, Ye Downcast Hours

You Lingering
Sparse Leaves of Me

Song of Myself 41

Song of the Broad-Axe 11

When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d 7

As If a Phantom Caress’d Me

Not Meagre, Latent
Boughs Alone

Song of Myself 42

Song of the Broad-Axe 12

When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d 8


The Dead Emperor

Song of Myself 43

Song of the Exposition 1

When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d 9

Quicksand Years

As the Greek’s
Signal Flame

Song of Myself 44

Song of the Exposition 2

When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d 10

That Music Always Round Me

The Dismantled Ship

Song of Myself 45

Song of the Exposition 3

When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d 11

What Ship Puzzled at Sea

Now Precedent
Songs, Farewell

Song of Myself 46

Song of the Exposition 4

When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d 12

A Noiseless Patient Spider

An Evening Lull

Song of Myself 47

Song of the Exposition 5

When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d 13

O Living Always, Always Dying

Old Age’s Lambent

Song of Myself 48

Song of the Exposition 6

When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d 14

To One Shortly to Die

After the Supper
and Talk

Song of Myself 49

Song of the Exposition 7

When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d 15

Night on the Praries

Sail out for Good, Eidolon Yacht!

Song of Myself 50

Song of the Exposition 8

When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d 16


Lingering Last

Song of Myself 51

Song of the Exposition 9

O Captain!  My Captain!

The Last Invocation

Good-Bye My Fancy

Song of Myself 52

Song of the Redwood-Tree 1

Hush’d Be the Camps To-Day (May 4, 1865)

As I Watch the Ploughman Ploughing

On, on the Same, Ye
Jocund Twain!

Book IV. Children of Adam

To the Garden the World

Song of the Redwood-Tree 2

This Dust Was Once the Man

Pensive and Faltering

My 71st Year

From Pent-Up Aching Rivers

Song of the Redwood-Tree 3

By Blue Ontario’s Shore 1

Thou Mother with Thy Equal Blood 1


I Sing the Body Electric 1

A Song for Occupations 1

By Blue Ontario’s Shore 2

Thou Mother with Thy Equal Blood 2

The Pallid Wreath

I Sing the Body Electric 2

A Song for Occupations 2

By Blue Ontario’s Shore 3

Thou Mother with Thy Equal Blood 3

An Ended Day

I Sing the Body Electric 3

A Song for Occupations 3

By Blue Ontario’s Shore 4

Thou Mother with Thy Equal Blood 4

Old Age’s Ship
& Crafty Death’s

I Sing the Body Electric 4

A Song for Occupations 4

By Blue Ontario’s Shore 5

Thou Mother with Thy Equal Blood 5

To the Pending Year

I Sing the Body Electric 5

A Song for Occupations 5

By Blue Ontario’s Shore 6

Thou Mother with Thy Equal Blood 6


I Sing the Body Electric 6

A Song for Occupations 6

By Blue Ontario’s Shore 7

A Paumanok Picture

Long, Long Hence

I Sing the Body Electric 7

A Song of the Rolling Earth 1

By Blue Ontario’s Shore 8

Thou Orb Aloft Full-Dazzling

Bravo, Paris

I Sing the Body Electric 8

A Song of the Rolling Earth 2

By Blue Ontario’s Shore 9

Faces 1


I Sing the Body Electric 9

A Song of the Rolling Earth 3

By Blue Ontario’s Shore 10

Faces 2

To the Sun-Set

A Woman Waits for Me

A Song of the Rolling Earth 4

By Blue Ontario’s Shore 11

Faces 3

Old Chants

Spontaneous Me

Youth, Day, Old Age and Night

By Blue Ontario’s Shore 12

Faces 4

A Christmas

One Hour to Madness and Joy

Pioneers!  O Pioneers!

By Blue Ontario’s Shore 13

Faces 5

Sounds of the

Out of the Rolling Ocean the Crowd

To You

By Blue Ontario’s Shore 14

The Mystic Trumpeter 1

A Twilight Song

Ages and Ages Returning at Intervals

France, the Eighteenth Year of These States

By Blue Ontario’s Shore 15

The Mystic Trumpeter 2

When the Full-Grown
Poet Came

We Two, How Long We Were Fool’d

Myself and Mine

By Blue Ontario’s Shore 16

The Mystic Trumpeter 3


O Hymen!  O Hymenee

Year of Meteors (1859-60)

By Blue Ontario’s Shore 17

The Mystic Trumpeter 4

A Voice from Death

I Am He That Aches with Love

With Antecedents

By Blue Ontario’s Shore 18

The Mystic Trumpeter 5

A Persian Lesson

Native Moments

A Broadway Pageant 1

By Blue Ontario’s Shore 9

The Mystic Trumpeter 6

The Commonplace

Once I Pass’d Through a Populous City

A Broadway Pageant 2

By Blue Ontario’s Shore 20

The Mystic Trumpeter 7

“The Rounded
Catalogue Divine Complete”

I Heard you Solemn-Sweet Pipes of the Organ

A Broadway Pageant 3


The Mystic Trumpeter 8


Facing West from California’s Shores

Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking

As Consequent, Etc.

To a Locomotive in Winter

L. of G.’s Purport

As Adam Early in the Morning

As I Ebb’d with the Ocean of Life

The Return of the Heroes 1

O Magnet-South

The Unexpress’d

Book V. Calamus

In Paths Untrodden


The Return of the Heroes 2


Grand Is the Seen

Scented Herbage of My Breast

To the Man-of-War Bird

The Return of the Heroes 3

All Is Truth

Unseen Buds

Whoever You Are Holding Me Now in Hand

Aboard at Ship’s Helm

The Return of the Heroes 4

A Riddle Song

Good-Bye My Fancy!

For You, O Democracy

On the Beach at Night

The Return of the Heroes 5


These I Singing in Spring

The World below the Brine

The Return of the Heroes 6

Ah Poverties, Wincings, and Sulky Retreats

Not Heaving from My Ribb’d Breast Only

On the Beach at Night Alone

The Return of the Heroes 7



Daily Whitman


Salut au Monde!


O vapors! I think I have risen with you, and moved away to distant continents, and fallen down there, for reasons;
I think I have blown with you, O winds;
O waters, I have finger’d every shore with you.

I have run through what any river or strait of the globe has run through;
I have taken my stand on the bases of peninsulas, and on the high embedded rocks, to cry thence.

Salut au monde!
What cities the light or warmth penetrates, I penetrate those cities myself;
All islands to which birds wing their way, I wing my way myself.

Toward all,
I raise high the perpendicular hand—I make the signal,
To remain after me in sight forever,
For all the haunts and homes of men.

Daily Whitman

Norman Rockwell

Salut au Monde!


You Hottentot with clicking palate! You woolly-hair’d hordes!
You own’d persons, dropping sweat-drops or blood-drops!
You human forms with the fathomless ever-impressive countenances of brutes!
I dare not refuse you—the scope of the world, and of time and space, are upon me.

You poor koboo whom the meanest of the rest look down upon, for all your glimmering language and spirituality!
You low expiring aborigines of the hills of Utah, Oregon, California!
You dwarf’d Kamtschatkan, Greenlander, Lapp!
You Austral negro, naked, red, sooty, with protrusive lip, grovelling, seeking your food!
You Caffre, Berber, Soudanese!
You haggard, uncouth, untutor’d, Bedowee!
You plague-swarms in Madras, Nankin, Kaubul, Cairo!
You bather bathing in the Ganges!
You benighted roamer of Amazonia! you Patagonian! you Fejee-man!
You peon of Mexico! you slave of Carolina, Texas, Tennessee!
I do not prefer others so very much before you either;
I do not say one word against you, away back there, where you stand;
(You will come forward in due time to my side.)

My spirit has pass’d in compassion and determination around the whole earth;
I have look’d for equals and lovers, and found them ready for me in all lands;
I think some divine rapport has equalized me with them.

Daily Whitman


Salut au Monde!


You, whoever you are!
You daughter or son of England!
You of the mighty Slavic tribes and empires! you Russ in Russia!
You dim-descended, black, divine-soul’d African, large, fine-headed, nobly-form’d, superbly destin’d, on equal terms with me!
You Norwegian! Swede! Dane! Icelander! you Prussian!
You Spaniard of Spain! you Portuguese!
You Frenchwoman and Frenchman of France!
You Belge! you liberty-lover of the Netherlands!
You sturdy Austrian! you Lombard! Hun! Bohemian! farmer of Styria!
You neighbor of the Danube!
You working-man of the Rhine, the Elbe, or the Weser! you working-woman too!
You Sardinian! you Bavarian! Swabian! Saxon! Wallachian! Bulgarian!
You citizen of Prague! Roman! Neapolitan! Greek!
You lithe matador in the arena at Seville!
You mountaineer living lawlessly on the Taurus or Caucasus!
You Bokh horse-herd, watching your mares and stallions feeding!
You beautiful-bodied Persian, at full speed in the saddle, shooting arrows to the mark!
You Chinaman and Chinawoman of China! you Tartar of Tartary!
You women of the earth subordinated at your tasks!
You Jew journeying in your old age through every risk, to stand once on Syrian ground!

You other Jews waiting in all lands for your Messiah!
You thoughtful Armenian, pondering by some stream of the Euphrates! you peering amid the ruins of Nineveh! you ascending Mount Ararat!
You foot-worn pilgrim welcoming the far-away sparkle of the minarets of Mecca!
You sheiks along the stretch from Suez to Bab-el-mandeb, ruling your families and tribes!
You olive-grower tending your fruit on fields of Nazareth, Damascus, or Lake Tiberias!

You Thibet trader on the wide inland, or bargaining in the shops of Lassa!
You Japanese man or woman! you liver in Madagascar, Ceylon, Sumatra, Borneo!
All you continentals of Asia, Africa, Europe, Australia, indifferent of place!
All you on the numberless islands of the archipelagoes of the sea!
And you of centuries hence, when you listen to me!
And you, each and everywhere, whom I specify not, but include just the same!
Health to you! Good will to you all—from me and America sent.

Each of us inevitable;
Each of us limitless—each of us with his or her right upon the earth;
Each of us allow’d the eternal purports of the earth;
Each of us here as divinely as any is here.

Daily Whitman


Salut au Monde!


I see vapors exhaling from unexplored countries;
I see the savage types, the bow and arrow, the poison’d splint, the fetish, and the obi.

I see African and Asiatic towns;
I see Algiers, Tripoli, Derne, Mogadore, Timbuctoo, Monrovia;
I see the swarms of Pekin, Canton, Benares, Delhi, Calcutta, Yedo;
I see the Kruman in his hut, and the Dahoman and Ashanteeman in their huts;
I see the Turk smoking opium in Aleppo;
I see the picturesque crowds at the fairs of Khiva, and those of Herat;
I see Teheran—I see Muscat and Medina, and the intervening sands—I see the caravans toiling onward;
I see Egypt and the Egyptians—I see the pyramids and obelisks;
I look on chisel’d histories, songs, philosophies, cut in slabs of sand-stone, or on granite-blocks;
I see at Memphis mummy-pits, containing mummies, embalm’d, swathed in linen cloth, lying there many centuries;
I look on the fall’n Theban, the large-ball’d eyes, the side-drooping neck, the hands folded across the breast.

I see the menials of the earth, laboring;
I see the prisoners in the prisons;
I see the defective human bodies of the earth;
I see the blind, the deaf and dumb, idiots, hunchbacks, lunatics;
I see the pirates, thieves, betrayers, murderers, slave-makers of the earth;
I see the helpless infants, and the helpless old men and women.

I see male and female everywhere;
I see the serene brotherhood of philosophs;
I see the constructiveness of my race;
I see the results of the perseverance and industry of my race;
I see ranks, colors, barbarisms, civilizations—I go among them—I mix indiscriminately,
And I salute all the inhabitants of the earth.

Quote for the Week

Julian of Norwich

In my folly, afore this time often I wondered why by the great foreseeing wisdom of God the beginning of sin was not letted: for then, methought, all should have been well. This stirring was much to be forsaken, but nevertheless mourning and sorrow I made therefor, without reason and discretion.

But Jesus, who in this Vision informed me of all that is needful to me, answered by this word and said: It behoved that there should be sin; but all shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of thing shall be well.

–Julian of Norwich, Revelations of Divine Love, Thirteenth Revelation, Chapter 27


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