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Walt Whitman (1819–1892).  Leaves of Grass.  1900.

200. Darest Thou Now, O Soul


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DAREST thou now, O Soul,
 
Walk out with me toward the Unknown Region, 
Where neither ground is for the feet, nor any path to follow? 
  
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No map, there, nor guide,
 
Nor voice sounding, nor touch of human hand,         5
Nor face with blooming flesh, nor lips, nor eyes, are in that land. 
  
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I know it not, O Soul;
 
Nor dost thou—all is a blank before us; 
All waits, undream’d of, in that region—that inaccessible land. 
  
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Till, when the ties loosen,
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All but the ties eternal, Time and Space, 
Nor darkness, gravitation, sense, nor any bounds, bound us. 
  
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Then we burst forth—we float,
 
In Time and Space, O Soul—prepared for them; 
Equal, equipt at last—(O joy! O fruit of all!) them to fulfil, O Soul.  15


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