Maxioms by Ralph Waldo Emerson
The civilized man has built a coach, but has lost the use of his feet.
The civilized man has built a coach, but has lost the use of his feet.
And striving to be Man, the worm
Mounts through all the spires of form.
And striving to be Man, the worm
Mounts through all the spires of form.
Come, see the north-wind's masonry,
Out of an unseen quarry evermore
Furnished with tile, the fierce artificer
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Come, see the north-wind's masonry,
Out of an unseen quarry evermore
Furnished with tile, the fierce artificer
Curves his white bastions with projected roof
Round every windward stake, or tree, or door.
Speeding, the myriad-handed, his wild work
So fanciful, so savage, naught cares he
For number or proportion.
Truth is the property of no individual but is the treasure of all men.
Truth is the property of no individual but is the treasure of all men.
