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John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

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Ralph Waldo Emerson. (1803–1882) (continued)
    Too busy with the crowded hour to fear to live or die.
          Quatrains. Nature.
    Though love repine, and reason chafe,
  There came a voice without reply,—
“’T is man’s perdition to be safe
  When for the truth he ought to die.”
    For what avail the plough or sail,
Or land or life, if freedom fail?
    If the red slayer think he slays,
  Or if the slain think he is slain,
They know not well the subtle ways
  I keep and pass and turn again.
    Go where he will, the wise man is at home,
His hearth the earth, his hall the azure dome.
    Seeing only what is fair,
Sipping only what is sweet,
Thou dost mock at fate and care.
          To the humble Bee.
    Thou animated torrid-zone.
          To the humble Bee.
    In the vaunted works of Art
The master-stroke is Nature’s part. 1 
      If the single man plant himself indomitably on his instincts, and there abide, the huge world will come round to him. 2 
          Nature. Addresses and Lectures. The American Scholar.
    There is no great and no small 3 
  To the Soul that maketh all;
And where it cometh, all things are;
  And it cometh everywhere.
          Essays. First Series. Epigraph to History.
Note 1.
Also in Society and Solitude: Art. Nature paints the best part of a picture, carves the best part of the statue, builds the best part of the house, and speaks the best part of the oration. [back]
Note 2.
Everything comes if a man will only wait.—Disraeli: Tancred, book iv. chap. viii. [back]
Note 3.
See Pope, page 316. [back]