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with these, and the world-spreading factories, he interlinks all geography, all lands --what whispers are these, o lands, running ahead of you, passing under the seas? are all nations communing? is there going to be but one heart to the globe? is humanity forming en masse?--for lo tyrants tremble, crowns grow dim the earth, restive, confronts a new era, perhaps a general divine war no one knows what will happen next--such portents fill the days and nights years prophetical the space ahead as i walk, as i vainly try to pierce it, is full of phantoms unborn deeds, things soon to be, project their shapes around me this incredible rush and heat--this strange ecstatic fever of dreams, o