UNITY

by: Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882)

      PACE 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.

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