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![]() To jump off in the midst of the unsounded sea, rise again, nod to me, shout, and laughingly dash with your hair. To give play to yourself and not depend on me, or on anyone but yourself, Long have you timidly waded holding a plank by the shore, O daring joy, but safe! are they not all the seas of God? Venturing, daring, as we go the unknown ways, Now on for aye our infinite free venture wending, O farther, farther sail!Īllons! to that which is endless as it was beginningless,Īllons! the inducements shall be greater,Īs we take to the open, take to the deepest, freest waters , No map there, nor guide, all is a blank before us,Īnd we will risk the ship, ourselves and all. Thus we presume to travel by maps yet unmade, where mariner has not yet dared to go, Where neither ground is for the feet nor any path to follow. We feel the long pulsation, ebb and flow of endless motion, the tones of unseen mystery.Īmid the slapping waves, amid the wafting winds, Joyous we too launch out on trackless seas,įearless for unknown shores on waves of ecstasy to sail. I launch all men and women forward with me into the unknown I confess I have urged you onward with me, and still urge you, without the least idea what is our destination,įor we are starting out on unknown seas, no more returning to these shores, The elder encourages the younger and shows him how, Sail forth steer for the deep waters only Reckless, O soul, exploring, I with thee, and thou with me For we are bound where mariner has not yet dared to. Stands a helmsman, with brow elate and strong hand, (Undismay’d amid the rapids-amid the irresistible and deadly urge, ![]() We too take ship, hoist instantly the anchor. Passage, immediate passage! the blood burns in my veins!Ĭut the hawsers-haul out-up with your anchor-shake out every sail!Īs in some ancient legend, there is a farewell gathering on ship’s deck and on shore, a loosing of hawsers and ties, a spreading of sails to the wind, a starting out on unknown seas, Devil to pay (or Devil to pay, and no pitch hot). However shelter’d this port and however calm these waters, we must not anchor here- This allows the sailor access to the seam by hanging below it, between the Devil and the deep blue sea. The untold want by life and land ne’er granted, ![]()
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