So nigh is grandeur to our dust,
So near is God to man,
When duty whispers low, _Thou must_,
The youth replies, _I can_.
So near is God to man,
When duty whispers low, _Thou must_,
The youth replies, _I can_.
American essayist, philosopher, and poet. Leader of the Transcendentalist movement whose verse celebrates nature and self-reliance.
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