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Rh Let there be no suggestion above the suggestion of
 * drudgery!

Let none be pointed toward his destination! (Say!
 * do you know your destination?)

Let trillions of men and women be mocked with
 * bodies and mocked with Souls!

Let the love that waits in them, wait! Let it die,
 * or pass still-born to other spheres!

Let the sympathy that waits in every man, wait!
 * or let it also pass, a dwarf, to other spheres!

Let contradictions prevail! Let one thing contradict
 * another! and let one line of my poems contradict
 * another!

Let the people sprawl with yearning aimless hands!
 * Let their tongues be broken! Let their eyes be
 * discouraged! Let none descend into their hearts
 * with the fresh lusciousness of love!

Let the theory of America be management, caste,
 * comparison! (Say! what other theory would
 * you?)

Let them that distrust birth and death lead the
 * rest! (Say! why shall they not lead you?)

Let the crust of hell be neared and trod on! Let the
 * days be darker than the nights! Let slumber
 * bring less slumber than waking-time brings!

Let the world never appear to him or her for whom
 * it was all made!

Let the heart of the young man exile itself from the
 * heart of the old man ! and let the heart of the
 * old man be exiled from that of the young man!

Let the sun and moon go! Let scenery take the
 * applause of the audience! Let there be apathy
 * under the stars!