Man is emerging from the sepulchre!
Let no man dare, let no man ever dare
To mark on Time’s great way, “No Thoroughfare!”
To Young America
In spite of the stare of the wise and the world’s derision,
Dare travel the star-blazed road, dare follow the Vision.
It breaks as a hush on the soul in the wonder of youth;
And the lyrical dream of the boy is the kingly truth.
The world is a vapor, and only the Vision is real—
Yea, nothing can hold against Hell but the Wingèd Ideal.