Assurances
ASSURANCES.
I NEED no assurances—I am a man who is pre-occupied, 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 pur-
pose—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 ex-
teriors 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; 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 shallowness, meanness, malig-
nance, are provided for; I do not doubt that cities, you, America, the remain-
der of the earth, politics, freedom, degrada-
tions, are carefully provided for; I do not doubt that whatever can possibly happen,
any where, at any time, is provided for, in the
inherences of things.