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3.

1   WHO learns my lesson complete?

Boss, journeyman, apprentice—churchman and athe-          ist,

The stupid and the wise thinker—parents and off-          spring—merchant, clerk, porter, and customer,

Editor, author, artist, and schoolboy—Draw nigh and          commence;

It is no lesson—it lets down the bars to a good lesson,

And that to another, and every one to another still.

2   The great laws take and effuse without argument;

I am of the same style, for I am their friend,

I love them quits and quits—I do not halt and make          salaams.

3   I lie abstracted, and hear beautiful tales of things,          and the reasons of things

They are so beautiful, I nudge myself to listen.

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4   I cannot say to any person what I hear—I cannot          say it to myself—it is very wonderful.

5   It is no small matter, this round and delicious globe.          moving so exactly in its orbit forever and ever,          without one jolt, or the untruth of a single          second;

I do not think it was made in six days, nor in ten          thousand years, nor ten billions of years,

Nor plann'd and built one thing after another, as an          architect plans and builds a house.

6   I do not think seventy years is the time of a man or          woman,

Nor that seventy millions of years is the time of a          man or woman,

Nor that years will ever stop the existence of me, or          any one else.

7   Is it wonderful that I should be immortal? as every          one is immortal;

I know it is wonderful—but my eye-sight is equally          wonderful, and how I was conceived in my          mother's womb is equally wonderful;

And pass'd from a babe, in the creeping trance of          a couple of summers and winters, to articulate          and walk—All this is equally wonderful.

8   And that my Soul embraces you this hour, and we          affect each other without ever seeing each other,          and never perhaps to see each other, is every          bit as wonderful.

9   And that I can think such thoughts as these, is just          as wonderful;

And that I can remind you, and you think them and          know them to be true, is just as wonderful.

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10   And that the moon spins round the earth, and on          with the earth, is equally wonderful;

And that they balance themselves with the sun and          stars, is equally wonderful.

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