OF waters, forests, hills;Of the earth at large, whispering through medium of me; Of vista—Suppose some sight in arriere, through the formative chaos, presuming the growth, fulness, life, now attain'd on the journey; (But I see the road continued, and the journey ever continued;)Of what was once lacking on earth, and in due time has become supplied—And of what will yet be supplied,Because all I see and know, I believe to have purport in what will yet be supplied.