From- By Blue Ontario's Shore (stanza 15)
I swear I begin to see the meaning of these things,
It is not the earth, it is not America who is so great,
It is I who am great or to be great, it is You up there, or any one,
It is to walk rapidly through civilizations, governments, theories,
Through poems, pageants, shows, to form individuals.
Underneath all, Individuals,
I swear nothing is good to me now that ingores individuals,
The America compact is altogether with individuals,
The only governement is that which makes minute of individuals,
The whole theroy of the universe is directed unerringly to one single
individual- namely to you...
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