Henry David Thoreau Poems

ALL things are current found
On earthly ground,
Spirits and elements
Have their descents.
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I am a parcel of vain strivings tied
By a chance bond together,
Dangling this way and that, their links
Were made so loose and wide,
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Men say they know many things;
But lo! they have taken wings, —
The arts and sciences,
And a thousand appliances;
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What's the railroad to me?
I never go to see
Where it ends.
It fills a few hollows,
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Sending
In delinquency
To disappoint
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LIGHT-WINGED Smoke, Icarian bird,
Melting thy pinions in thy upward flight,
Lark without song, and the messenger of dawn,
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Packed in my mind lie all the clothes
Which outward nature wears,
And in its fashion's hourly change
It all things else repairs.
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They who prepare my evening meal below
Carelessly hit the kettle as they go
With tongs or shovel,
And ringing round and round,
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Great God, I ask for no meaner pelf
Than that I may not disappoint myself,
That in my action I may soar as high
As I can now discern with this clear eye.
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I was made erect and lone,
And within me is the bone;
Still my vision will be clear,
Still my life will not be drear,
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