Sunday, July 7, 2013


Man's mind is larger than his brow of tears;
 This hour is not my all of time; this place

My all of earth; nor this obscene disgrace 
My all of life; and thy complacent sneers 
Shall not pronounce my doom to my compeers
 While. the Hereafter lights me in the face, 
And from the Past, as from the mountain's base, 
Rise, as I rise, the long tumultuous cheers. 
And who slays me must overcome a world: 
Heroes at arms, and virgins who became 
Mothers of children, prophecy and song; 
Walls of old cities with their flags unfurled; 
Peaks, headlands, ocean and its isles of fame­
And sun and moon and all that made me strong!

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