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228 And how I was not palpable once, but am now—and
 * was born on the last day of Fifth Month, in the
 * Year 43 of America,

And passed from a babe, in the creeping trance of
 * three summers and three winters, to articulate
 * and walk—All this is equally wonderful.

And that I grew six feet high, and that I have become
 * a man thirty-six years old in the Year 79 of
 * America—and that I am here anyhow—are all
 * equally wonderful.

And that my Soul embraces you this hour, and we affect
 * each other without ever seeing each other,
 * and never perhaps to see each other, is every bit
 * as wonderful.

And that I can think such thoughts as these, is just as
 * wonderful,

And that I can remind you, and you think them and
 * know them to be true, is just as wonderful.

And that the moon spins round the earth, and on with
 * the earth, is equally wonderful,

And that they balance themselves with the sun and
 * stars, is equally wonderful.

Come! I should like to hear you tell me what there
 * is in yourself that is not just as wonderful,

And I should like to hear the name of anything between
 * First Day morning and Seventh Day night
 * that is not just as wonderful.