(After Reading Hegel )
Roaming in thought over the Universe, I saw the little that is Good steadily hastening towards immortality,
And the vast all that is call’d Evil I saw hastening to merge itself and become lost and dead.
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Roaming in Thought
by Walt Whitman
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