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Rh 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 the 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.