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Rh With countless years drawing themselves onward, and
 * arrived at these years,

You and Me arrived—America arrived, and making
 * this year,

This year! sending itself ahead countless years to
 * come.

O but it is not the years—it is I—it is You, We touch all laws, and tally all antecedents, We are the skald, the oracle, the monk, and the
 * knight—we easily include them, and more,

We stand amid time, beginningless and endless—we
 * stand amid evil and good,

All swings around us—there is as much darkness as
 * light,

The very sun swings itself and its system of planets
 * around us,

Its sun, and its again, all swing around us.

As for me, I have the idea of all, and am all, and believe in all; I believe materialism is true, and spiritualism is true—
 * I reject no part.

Have I forgotten any part? Come to me, whoever and whatever, till I give you
 * recognition.

I respect Assyria, China, Teutonia, and the Hebrews, I adopt each theory, myth, god, and demi-god, I see that the old accounts, bibles, genealogies, are
 * true, without exception,

I assert that all past days were what they should have
 * been,