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 | The Germ, Issue #2: Thoughts Toward Nature in Poetry, Literature, and Art |  |
When whoso merely hath a little thought
Will plainly think the thought which is in him,
Not imaging another's bright or dim,
Not mangling with new words what others taught;
When whoso speaks, from having either sought
Or only found,— will speak, not just to skim
A shallow surface with words made and trim,
But in that very speech the matter brought:
Be not too keen to cry— " So this is all!—
A thing I might myself have thought as well,
But would not say it, for it was not worth!"
Ask : " Is this truth ?" For is it still to tell
That, be the theme a point or the whole earth,
Truth is a circle, perfect, great or small?
Will plainly think the thought which is in him,
Not imaging another's bright or dim,
Not mangling with new words what others taught;
When whoso speaks, from having either sought
Or only found,— will speak, not just to skim
A shallow surface with words made and trim,
But in that very speech the matter brought:
Be not too keen to cry— " So this is all!—
A thing I might myself have thought as well,
But would not say it, for it was not worth!"
Ask : " Is this truth ?" For is it still to tell
That, be the theme a point or the whole earth,
Truth is a circle, perfect, great or small?
| The Germ, Issue #2: Thoughts Toward Nature in Poetry, Literature, and Art | |