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Rh But each man and each woman of you I lead upon
 * a knoll,

My left hand hooking you round the waist, My right hand pointing to landscapes of continents,
 * and a plain public road.

Not I—not any one else, can travel that road for
 * you,

You must travel it for yourself.

It is not far—it is within reach, Perhaps you have been on it since you were born,
 * and did not know,

Perhaps it is every where on water and on land.

Shoulder your duds, and I will mine, and let us
 * hasten forth,

Wonderful cities and free nations we shall fetch as
 * we go,

If you tire, give me both burdens, and rest the chuff
 * of your hand on my hip,

And in due time you shall repay the same service
 * to me,

For after we start we never lie by again.

This day before dawn I ascended a hill, and looked
 * at the crowded heaven,

And I said to my Spirit, When we become the
 * enfolders of those orbs, and the pleasure and
 * knowledge of everything in them, shall we be
 * filled and satisfied then?

And my Spirit said No, we level that lift, to pass and
 * continue beyond.

Rh