Unity

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Title:     Unity
Author: Ralph Waldo Emerson [More Titles by Emerson]

Space is ample, east and west,
But two cannot go abreast,
Cannot travel in it two:
Yonder masterful cuckoo
Crowds every egg out of the nest,
Quick or dead, except its own;
A spell is laid on sod and stone,
Night and Day were tampered with,
Every quality and pith
Surcharged and sultry with a power
That works its will on age and hour.

[The end]
Ralph Waldo Emerson's poem: Unity

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