A Clear Midnight
by: Walt Whitman
This is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless,
Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done,
Thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes thou lovest best,
Night, sleep, death, and the stars.
Published in Leaves of Grass Death-bed Edition
Exquisite.
This is a wonderful, indeed, necessary addition to the blogosphere.
As to “Life is not so short but that there is always time enough for courtesy,” that strikes me as crystallizing the Confucian conception of li (the term is introduced here: http://ratiojuris.blogspot.com/2009/11/power-introductionpart-3b-i.html).
The link above will work sans the parentheses.
Thank you Patrick. I have very much enjoyed and learned from Religious Left Law as well.
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