I Need No Assurances--I Am A Man Who Is Preoccupied, Of His Own Soul; I Do Not Doubt That From Under The Feet, And Beside The Hands And Face I Am Cognizant Of, Are Now Looking Faces I Am Not Cognizant Of--Calm And Actual Faces; I Do Not Doubt But The Majesty And Beauty Of The World Are Latent In Any Iota Of The World; I Do Not Doubt I Am Limitless, And That The Universes Are Limitless-- In Vain I Try To Think How Limitless; I Do Not Doubt That The Orbs, And The Systems Of Orbs, Play Their Swift Sports Through The Air On Purpose--And That I Shall One Day Be Eligible To Do As Much As They, And More Than They; I Do Not Doubt That Temporary Affairs Keep On And On, Millions Of Years; I Do Not Doubt Interiors Have Their Interiors, And Exteriors Have Their Exteriors--And That The Eye-Sight Has Another Eye-Sight, And The Hearing Another Hearing, And The Voice Another Voice; I Do Not Doubt That The Passionately-Wept Deaths Of Young Men Are Provided For--And That The Deaths Of Young Women, And The Deaths Of Little Children, Are Provided For; (Did You Think Life Was So Well Provided For--And Death, The Purport Of All Life, Is Not Well Provided For?) I Do Not Doubt That Wrecks At Sea, No Matter What The Horrors Of Them--No Matter Whose Wife, Child, Husband, Father, Lover, Has Gone Down, Are Provided For, To The Minutest Points; I Do Not Doubt That Whatever Can Possibly Happen, Any Where, At Any Time, Is Provided For, In The Inherences Of Things; I Do Not Think Life Provides For All, And For Time And Space--But I Believe Heavenly Death Provides For All.