Oh, when I am safe in my sylvan home
I tread on the pride of Greece and Rome*
But when I am stretched beneath the pines,
When the evening star so lonely shines,
I laugh at the love and the pride of man,
At the sophist's schools and the learned clan;
For what are they all in their high conceit
When man in the bush with God can meet?
Ralph Waldo Emerson
From " Good-bye, Proud World "
I tread on the pride of Greece and Rome*
But when I am stretched beneath the pines,
When the evening star so lonely shines,
I laugh at the love and the pride of man,
At the sophist's schools and the learned clan;
For what are they all in their high conceit
When man in the bush with God can meet?
Ralph Waldo Emerson
From " Good-bye, Proud World "
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