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You express me better than I can express myself,
You shall be more to me than my poem.

12.I think heroic deeds were all conceived in the open
air,
I think I could stop here myself, and do miracles,
I think whatever I meet on the road I shall like, and
whoever beholds me shall like me,
I think whoever I see must be happy.

13.From this hour, freedom!
From this hour I ordain myself loosed of limits and
imaginary lines,
Going where I list—my own master, total and absolute,
Listening to others, and considering well what they
say,
Pausing, searching, receiving, contemplating,
Gently, but with undeniable will, divesting myself of
the holds that would hold me.

14.I inhale great draughts of air,
The east and the west are mine, and the north and
the south are mine.

15.I am larger than I thought,
I did not know I held so much goodness.

16.All seems beautiful to me,
I can repeat over to men and women, You have done
such good to me, I would do the same to you.

17.I will recruit for myself and you as I go,
I will scatter myself among men and women as I go,