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+Brahma
+by Ralph Waldo Emerson
+
+If the red slayer think he slays,
+Or if the slain think he is slain,
+They know not well the subtle ways
+I keep, and pass, and turn again.
+
+Far or forgot to me is near;
+Shadow and sunlight are the same;
+The vanished gods to me appear;
+And one to me are shame and fame.
+
+They reckon ill who leave me out;
+When me they fly, I am the wings;
+I am the doubter and the doubt,
+And I the hymn the Brahmin sings.
+
+The strong gods pine for my abode,
+And pine in vain the sacred Seven;
+But thou, meek lover of the good!
+
+Find me, and turn thy back on heaven.