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on the Prairies; I walk by myself—I stand and look at the stars,
 * which I think now I never realized before.

Now I absorb immortality and peace, I admire death and test propositions.

How plenteous! How spiritual! How resumé! The same Old Man and Soul—the same old aspirations,
 * and the same content.

I was thinking the day most splendid, till I saw what
 * the not-day exhibited,

I was thinking this globe enough, till there tumbled
 * upon me myriads of other globes.

Now while the great thoughts of space and eternity
 * fill me, I will measure myself by them,

And now, touched with the lives of other globes,
 * arrived as far along as those of the earth,

Or waiting to arrive, or passed on farther than those
 * of the earth,

I henceforth no more ignore them than I ignore my own life, Or the lives on the earth arrived as far as mine, or
 * waiting to arrive.

O how plainly I see now that life cannot exhibit all to
 * me—as the day cannot,

O I see that I am to wait for what will be exhibited
 * by death.