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DAREST thou now, O Soul, 
Walk out with me toward the Unknown Region, 
Where neither ground is for the feet, nor any path to follow? 
  
2
No map, there, nor guide, 
Nor voice sounding, nor touch of human hand,
Nor face with blooming flesh, nor lips, nor eyes, are in that land. 
  
3
I know it not, O Soul; 
Nor dost thou—all is a blank before us; 
All waits, undream’d of, in that region—that inaccessible land. 
  
4
Till, when the ties loosen,
All but the ties eternal, Time and Space, 
Nor darkness, gravitation, sense, nor any bounds, bound us. 
  
5
Then we burst forth—we float, 
In Time and Space, O Soul—prepared for them; 
Equal, equipt at last—(O joy! O fruit of all!) them to fulfil, O Soul.

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Poet: Walt Whitman
Poem: 2. Darest Thou Now, O Soul.
Volume: Leaves of Grass
- 18. Whispers of Heavenly Death
Year: Published/Written in 1900
Poem of the Day: Jul 31 2007

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