by Walt Whitman
Ever the undiscouraged, resolute, struggling soul of man;
(Have former armies fail'd? then we send fresh armies--and fresh again;)
Ever the grappled mystery of all earth's ages old or new;
Ever the eager eyes, hurrahs, the welcome-clapping hands, the loud
Ever the soul dissatisfied, curious, unconvinced at last;
Struggling to-day the same--battling the same.
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