I swear there is no greatness or power that does not emulate those of the earth! I swear there can be no theory of any account, unless it corroborate the theory of the earth! No politics, art, religion, behaviour, or what not, is of account, unless it compare with the amplitude of the earth, Unless it face the exactness, vitality, impartiality, rectitude, of the earth. I swear I begin to see love with sweeter spasms than that which responds love! It is that which contains itself--which never invites, and never refuses. I swear I begin to see little or nothing in audible words! I swear I think all merges toward the presentation of the unspoken meanings of the earth; Toward him who sings the songs of the Body, and of the truths of the earth; Toward him who makes the dictionaries of words that print cannot touch. I swear I see what is better than to tell the best; It is always to leave the best untold. When I undertake to tell the best, I find I cannot, My tongue is ineffectual on its pivots, My breath will not be obedient to its organs, I become a dumb man. The best of the earth cannot be told anyhow--all or any is best; It is not what you anticipated--it is cheaper, easier, nearer; Things are not dismissed from the places they held before; The earth is just as positive and direct as it was before; Facts, religions, improvements, politics, trades, are as real as before; But the Soul is also real,--it too is positive and direct; No reasoning, no proof has established it, Undeniable growth has established it. 6. This is a poem for the sayers of words--these are hints of meanings, These are they that echo the tones of souls, and the phrases of souls; If they did not echo the phrases of souls, what were they then? If they had not reference to you in especial, what were they then? I swear I will never henceforth have to do with the faith that tells the best! I will have to do only with that faith that leaves the best untold. 7. Say on, sayers! Delve! mould! pile the words of the earth! Work on--it is materials you bring, not breaths; Work on, age after age! nothing is to be lost! It may have to wait long, but it will certainly come in use; When the materials are all prepared, the architects shall appear. I swear to you the architects shall appear without fail! I announce them and lead them; I swear to you they will understand you and justify you; I swear to you the greatest among them shall be he who best knows you, and encloses all, and is faithful to all; I swear to you, he and the rest shall not forget you--they shall perceive that you are not an iota less than they; I swear to you, you shall be glorified in them. _VOICES._ 1. Now I make a leaf of Voices--for I have found nothing mightier than they are, And I have found that no word spoken but is beautiful in its place. 2.