I Think it is lost.....but nothing is ever lost nor can be lost . The body sluggish, aged, cold, the ember left from earlier fires shall duly flame again.

And whoever walks a furlong without sympathy walks to his own funeral drest in his shroud.

And I will show of male and female that either is but the equal of the other.

I will sleep no more but arise, You oceans that have been calm within me! how I feel you, fathomless, stirring, preparing unprecedented waves and storms.

Why are there men and women that while they are nigh me the sunlight expands my blood? Why when they leave me do my pennants of joy sink flat and lank?

But where is what I started for so long ago? And why is it yet unfound?

The whole theory of the universe is directed unerringly to one single individual.