Piety and conformity to them that like，

    Peace， obesity， allegiance， to them that like，

    I am he who tauntingly compels men， women， nations，

    Crying， Leap from your seats and contend for your lives！

    I am he who walks the States with a barb'd tongue，

    questioning every one I meet，

    Who are you that wanted only to be told what you knew

    before？

    Who are you that wanted only a book to join you in your

    nonsense？

    （With pangs and cries as thine own O bearer of many

    children，

    These clamors wild to a race of pride I give.）

    O lands， would you be freer than all that has ever been

    before？

    If you would be freer than all that has been before， come

    listen to me.

    Fear grace， elegance， civilization， delicatesse，

    Fear the mellow sweet， the sucking of honey-juice，

    Beware the advancing mortal ripening of Nature，

    Beware what precedes the decay of the ruggedness of states

    and men.