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Rich showering rain, and recompense richer afterward.

184.Sprouts take and accumulate—stand by the curb
prolific and vital,
Landscapes, projected, masculine, full-sized, and
golden.

185.All truths wait in all things,
They neither hasten their own delivery, nor resist it,
They do not need the obstetric forceps of the
surgeon,
The insignificant is as big to me as any,
What is less or more than a touch?

186.Logic and sermons never convince,
The damp of the night drives deeper into my Soul.

187.Only what proves itself to every man and woman
is so,
Only what nobody denies is so.

188.A minute and a drop of me settle my brain,
I believe the soggy clods shall become lovers and
lamps,
And a compend of compends is the meat of a man or
woman,
And a summit and flower there is the feeling they
have for each other,
And they are to branch boundlessly out of that lesson
until it becomes omnific,
And until every one shall delight us, and we them.