While this America settles in the mould of its vulgarity…
““While this America settles in the mould of its vulgarity, heavily thickening to empire, I And protest, only a bubble in the molten mass, pops and sighs out, and the mass hardens, I sadly smiling remember that the flower fades to make fruit, the fruit rots to make earth. Qut of the mother; and through the spring exultances, ripeness and decadence; and home to the mother. You making haste haste on decay: not blameworthy; life is good, be it stubbornly long or suddenly A mortal splendor: meteors are not needed less than mountains: shine, perishing republic. But for my children. I would have them keep their dis- tance from the thickening center; corruption. Never has been compulsory, when the cities lie at the monster’s feet there are left the mountajns. And boys, be in nothing so moderate as in love of man, a clever servant, insufferable master. There is the trap that catches noblest spirits, that caught -–they say--God, when he walked on earth.””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
The poet warns that society’s growing decadence and imperial ambition will crush individual integrity, urging distance from corrupt power and a humble, natural cycle of life and death.
In simple terms: Critique of societal decay and imperialism.
Avoid corrupt centers; embrace natural cycles.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- living under an expanding empire
- witnessing moral decline
- seeking personal integrity amidst corruption
- contemplating mortality
Key Concepts
Practical Applications
- philosophical reflection on societal trends
- literary analysis of poetic themes
Questions to Reflect On
- How does one balance personal integrity with societal pressures?
- What role does nature play in shaping human values?
Some may argue that engagement with power can enable reform rather than inevitable corruption.