Page:May-day and other pieces, Emerson, 1867.djvu/86

74 And, henceforth, there shall be no chain,

Save underneath the sea

The wires shall murmur through the main

Sweet songs of.

The conscious stars accord above,

The waters wild below,

And under, through the cable wove,

Her fiery errands go.

For He that worketh high and wise,

Nor pauses in his plan,

Will take the sun out of the skies

Ere freedom out of man.