Towards Democracy I-IV. [antikvár]

TOWARDS DEMOCRACYThe sun, the moon and the stars, the grass, the ivater that flows rowid the earth, and the light air of heaven :To You greeti?ig. I too stand behind these and send you word across them.IFreedom at last \Long sought, long prayed forages and ages long:The burden to which I continually return, seated herethick-booted and obvious yet dead andburied and passed into heaven, unsearchable;[How know you indeed but whatI have passed into you ?]And Joy, beginning but without endingthe journey of journeysThought laid quietly aside :These things I, writing, translate for youI wipe a mirror and place it in your hands.IIThe sun shines, as of old ; the stars look down from heaven; the moon, crescent, sails in the twilight; on bushy tops in the warm nights, naked, with mad dance and song, the earth-children address themselves to love ;