intimation –

who are you to say we are Unstrung?

we stumble forth across the paths

that you have traced for Us -- We

beat back the ploughshares, we hunger

for More, for More, for More, it

is in our Hearts that we admire You, you

the bard of this Oration, your

prayers for us uncounted but Clear -- How

is it You wonder who you are?

Can you not See that here in the darkness

there are inclinations

of vain Purpose and Delight? -- We cling

to You

as our shallow Mothers sharp with

intense inclusion -- We

grind in this Our poverty of Spirit a hopeful

lurch seaward and Strong; who

can say we have not attained our certain Hopes

here barechested and Amazed?

These dark dominions shelter in their great arms

an army of Pretense and decision; but

is that blessed? Is it

here in our Embrace that you will die, fading

with fortune and beauty?

an Arrow pierces here the

Night with

keen Remonstrance -- We will

live to tell, it seems,

again --