For we cannot tarry here$$$<br>We must march my darlings$$$ we must bear the brunt of danger$$$<br>We$$$ the youthful sinewy races$$$ all the rest on us depend$$$ Pioneers! O pioneers!

I think I will do nothing for a long time but listen$$$<br>And accrue what I hear into myself...and let sound contribute toward me.

I am the poet of the Body and I am the poet of the Soul$$$<br>The pleasures of heaven are with me and the pains of hell are with me$$$<br>The first I graft and increase upon myself$$$ the latter I translate into a new tongue.

After you have exhausted what there is in business$$$ politics$$$ conviviality$$$ and so on - have found that none of these finally satisfy$$$ or permanently wear - what remains? Nature remains.

The untold want$$$ by life and land ne'er granted$$$<br>Now$$$ Voyager$$$ sail thou forth$$$ to seek and find.

There was never any more inception than there is now$$$<br>Nor any more youth or age than there is now;<br>And will never be any more perfection than there is now$$$<br>Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now.

I will You$$$ in all$$$ Myself$$$ with promise to never desert you$$$ To which I sign my name.

Let your soul stand cool and composed before a million universes.

Stranger$$$ if you passing meet me and desire to speak to me$$$ why should you not speak to me?<br>And why should I not speak to you?

Long enough have you dream'd contemptible dreams$$$ <br>Now I wash the gum from your eyes$$$ <br>You must habit yourself to the dazzle of the light<br>and of every moment of your life.