O Sun Of Real Peace! O Hastening Light! O Free And Extatic! O What I Here, Preparing, Warble For! O The Sun Of The World Will Ascend, Dazzling, And Take His Height - And You Too, O My Ideal, Will Surely Ascend! O So Amazing And Broad - Up There Resplendent, Darting And Burning! O Vision Prophetic, Stagger'D With Weight Of Light! With Pouring Glories! O Lips Of My Soul, Already Becoming Powerless! O Ample And Grand Presidentiads! Now The War, The War Is Over! New History! New Heroes! I Project You! Visions Of Poets! Only You Really Last! Sweep On! Sweep On! O Heights Too Swift And Dizzy Yet! O Purged And Luminous! You Threaten Me More Than I Can Stand! (I Must Not Venture - The Ground Under My Feet Menaces Me - It Will Not Support Me: O Future Too Immense,) - O Present, I Return, While Yet I May, To You.