O Sun Of Real Peace

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!                                 10
   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.