As I lay with my head in your lap, camerado, 
The confession I made I resume -- what I said to you in the open air I resume: 
I know I am restless, and make others so; 
I know my words are weapons, full of danger, full of death; 
For I confront peace, security, and all the settled laws, to unsettle them; 
I am more resolute because all have denied me, than I could ever have been had all accepted me; 
I heed not, and have never heeded eiher experience, cautions, majorities, or ridicule; 
And the threat of what is called hell is little or nothing to me; 
And the lure of what is called heaven is little or nothing to me; 
Dear camerado! I confess I have urged you onward with me, and still urge you, without the least idea what is our destination, 
Or whether we shall be victorious, or utterly quelled and defeated.