KNOW I am restless, and make 



others so; 



I know my words are weapons, 

 full 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 have 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 caird 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 our destination, 



Or whether we shall be victorious, or ut- 

 terly quell'd and defeated. 



Walt Whitman 





