A Muse for this Monday

~ Henry David Thoreau

My life more civil is and free
       ⁠ Than any civil polity.

Ye princes, keep your realms
⁠  And circumscribèd power,
Not wide as are my dreams,
⁠ ⁠  Nor rich as is this hour.

What can ye give which I have not?

What can ye take which I have got?

⁠ ⁠  
⁠Can ye defend the dangerless?

⁠ ⁠  Can ye inherit nakedness?

To all true wants Time’s ear is deaf,
Penurious States lend no relief
⁠ ⁠  Out of their pelf:
    But a free soul—thank God—
⁠ ⁠  ⁠Can help itself.

⁠ ⁠ ⁠Be sure your fate
Doth keep apart its state,—
Not linked with any band,
Even the noblest in the land,—

In tented fields with cloth of gold

⁠ ⁠   No place doth hold,

But is more chivalrous than they are,

⁠   ⁠And sigheth for a nobler war;

⁠ ⁠⁠   A finer strain its trumpet rings,

⁠⁠⁠   A brighter gleam its armor flings.

The life that I aspire to live,
⁠   No man proposeth me;
No trade upon the street
⁠ ⁠⁠  Wears its emblazonry.

Published by Rachael M Rollson

creative life-learner

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