Margaret Fuller quotes - page 7
On the boundless plain careering
By an unseen compass steering, Wildly flying, reappearing, -
With untamed fire their broad eyes glowing
In every step a grand pride showing,
Of no servile moment knowing, -Happy as the trees and flowers, In their instinct cradled hours,
Happier in fuller powers, -See the wild herd nobly ranging,
Nature varying, not changing,
Lawful in their lawless ranging.
Margaret Fuller