Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900.
By Edward SanfordMartin1246 Egotism
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Might spin its course around the sun,
And death still dog the heels of birth,
And life be lived, and duty done.
What doom its twin rotations earn;
Whither or whence, are naught to me,
Save as his being they concern.
Burn out and leave an arid crust,
Or earth may lose Cohesion’s tire,
And melt to planetary dust.
I ’ll not lament, nor even sigh;
I shall not feel the jar, nor fear,
For I am he, and he is I.