Poems / Ralph Waldo Emerson [electronic text]

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Poems / Ralph Waldo Emerson [electronic text]
Emerson, Ralph Waldo, 1803-1882
Boston: Houghton, Mifflin and Company

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DEEP in the man sits fast his fate To mould his fortunes, mean or great: Unknown to Cromwell as to me Was Cromwell's measure or degree; Unknown to him as to his horse, If he than his groom be better or worse. He works, plots, fights, in rude affairs, With squires, lords, kings, his craft compares, Till late he learned, through doubt and fear, Broad England harbored not his peer: Obeying time, the last to own The Genius from its cloudy throne. For the prevision is allied Unto the thing so signified; Or say, the foresight that awaits Is the same Genius that creates.

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  • FATE. Page 197, note 1.

    "The reason why this or that man is fortunate is not to be told. It lies in the man; that is all anybody can tell you about it."
    —"Character," Essays, Second Series.

    "He [man] thinks his fate alien because the copula is hidden. But the soul contains the event that shall befall it."
    —"Fate," Conduct of Life.

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