| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900. |
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| 788. Nihil Humani Alienum |
| | | By Titus Munson Coan |
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| IN the loud waking world I come and go, | |
| And yet the twofold gates of dreams are mine; | |
| I have seen the battle-lightnings round me shine, | |
| And won the stillness of Hawaiian snow; | |
| The votary’s sad surrender do I know; | 5 |
| Joy have I had of passion and of wine; | |
| Nor shines the light of poesy less divine | |
| Though science’s white cressets round me glow. | |
| Yet never in me are these things at feud; | |
| They make one sum of rapture; in my heart | 10 |
| Their memories rise and glow, a living good; | |
| Dreams, banquets, battles, prayers, carousals, art, | |
| All form for me a vital brotherhood; | |
| From nothing human let me hold apart! | |
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