There’s the soul as it stands today. Where are we at?
We don’t talk of the Over-soul in this country. Waldo left it for us. The Civil War came and we left the Transcendentalists still jagged edges to be smoothed out by the arc of the sphere, tried to call them Modernist, they said “Go to Existential Hell, we’ll be surfing the arc of the sphere till the world smooths you out.”