The Glebe 1914/04 (Vol. 2, No. 1): CollectsTraubel, Horace
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The Glebe 1914/04 (Vol. 2, No. 1): Collects
Traubel, Horace
American essays -- 20th century; Literature, Modern -- 20th century -- Periodicals
I am
everything true that comes after everything false has come and failed. I
am the conquering work of your brains and your hands that comes after
all other work has come and failed. I'm so glad I was born. Glad for the
universe. What luck it was to the universe the day I was born. I feel
that the universe was full paid all old credits that day. I came. I do
not hesitate to tell anybody how magnificent I am. I do not try to
divert attention from myself by calling attention to the earth that is
so many miles through and the sun that is so many degrees hot. I let the
devastators do that. I see how much more than their less I amount to.
Earths and suns are only a meager per cent. to the plenty of my
exaltation. You cant take earths and suns to your heart. But you can
take me to your heart. You cant take your degrees and decorations to
your heart. They always fall short of solace and must fall short. But
you can take me to your heart. I never fall short. You cant take your
position in society to your heart. You cant take your overcapitalized
name to your heart. You cant take your riches to your heart. Oh, you
cant take your riches, all your thousands, all your houses, all your
swell possessions, to your heart: and they cost you much. But you can
take me to your heart, you can take my eyes that see and ears that hear
to your heart, you can take my announcements of immortal life to your
heart: they never default, never fall short: and they cost you nothing.
I guess I have said all I can say about that. I have got so far in my
raptures now I have got beyond words. You must get the rest without
words. I'm so glad I was born.
And so I have come to sing life: I have come to bring that which
is hidden to the surface:
And so I have been set apart to deal honestly with man and woman
and sex and suffer for it:
And so I have been chosen from all the rest as the one who can
say what the rest think and desire and dare not justify:
And so I declare for them: for the discredited dreams: for the
obscured purposes: declare for them and invite those who are
angry to take it out of me:
And so I stand about where the most people are and issue my
challenge and wait for the result:
Feeling back of me holding me up the brave beautiful average men
and women my comrades who look to me to serve them:
Coming into the big world with my little challenge: receiving my
cues from what is suppressed in others:
Casting my uncompromising nos into the faces of the rulers of the
earth: defying their fences and their written compacts.
PANKHURST
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