It is that which contains itself, which never invites and never refuses.

26. I swear I begin to see little or nothing in audible words !

I swear I think all merges toward the presentation of the unspoken meanings of the earth !

Toward him who sings the songs of the body, and of the truths of the earth,

Toward him who makes the dictionaries of the words that print cannot touch.

27. I swear I see what is better than to tell the best,

It is always to leave the best untold.

28. When I undertake to tell the best, I find I cannot.

My tongue is ineffectual on its pivots.

My breath will not be obedient to its organs,

I become a dumb man.

29. The best of the earth cannot be told anyhow — all or any is best.

It is not what you anticipated — it is cheaper, easier, nearer.

Things are not dismissed from the places they held before,

The earth is just as positive and direct as it was before.

Facts, religions, improvements, politics, trades, are as real as before.

But the Soul is also real, — it too is positive and direct,

No reasoning, no proof has established it,

Undeniable growth has established it.