Quote #64
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.