KNOW I am restless, and make 



others so; 







I know my words are weapons, 

 ful> of danger, full of death ; 

 (Indeed I am the real soldier; 



It is not he, there, with his bayonet, and 

 not the red-striped artilleryman;) 



For I confront peace, security, and all the 

 settled laws, to unsettle them; 



I am more resolute because all have de- 

 nied me, than I could ever h^ve been 

 had all accepted me; 



I heed not, and have never heeded either 

 experience, caution, majorities, nor 

 ridicule; 



And the threat of what is call'd hell is lit- 

 tle or nothing to me; 



And the lure of what is call'd heaven is 

 little or nothing to me; 



**'.-*Dear Camerado! I confess I have 

 urged you onward with me, and still 

 urge you, without the 'least idea what 

 is bur destination, 



Or whether we shall be victorious, or ut- 

 terly quell'd and defeated. 



Waif Whitman 



