Have thy soul feel the universal breath
With which all nature’s quick, and learn to be
Sharer in all that thou dost touch or see;
Break from thy body’s grasp thy spirit’s trance;
Give thy soul air, thy faculties expanse;
Love, joy, even sorrow,—yield thyself to all!
They make thy freedom, groveling, not thy thrall.
Knock off the shackles which thy spirit bind
To dust and sense, and set at large the mind!
Then move in sympathy with God’s great whole,
And be like man at first, a Living Soul.
— Richard Henry Dana.
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