Strong and content I travel the open road.
O Captain my Captain! our fearful trip is done, / The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won
I do not seek good fortune - I am good fortune!
Once fully enslaved, no nation, state, city of this earth ever afterward resumes its liberty.
The whole theory of the universe is directed unerringly to one single individual.
O the joy of the strong-brawn'd fighter, towering in the arena in perfect condition, conscious of power, thirsting to meet his opponent.