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I WAS asking for something specific and perfect for
     my city, and behold! here is the aboriginal
     name!
Now I see what there is in a name, a word, liquid,
     sane, unruly, musical, self-sufficient,
I see that the word of my city, is that word up there,
Because I see that word nested in nests of water-bays,
     superb, with tall and wonderful spires,
Rich, hemmed thick all around with sailships and
     steamships—an island sixteen miles long, solid-
     founded,
Numberless crowded streets—high growths of iron,
     slender, strong, light, splendidly uprising toward
     clear skies;
Tides swift and ample, well-loved by me, toward sun-
     down,
The flowing sea-currents, the little islands, the larger
     adjoining islands, the heights, the villas,
The countless masts, the white shore-steamers, the
     lighters, the ferry-boats, the black sea-steamers,
     well-model'd;
The down-town streets, the jobbers' houses of business
     —the houses of business of the ship-merchants,
and money-brokers—the river-streets,
Immigrants arriving, fifteen or twenty thousand in a
     week,
The carts hauling goods—the manly race of drivers
     of horses—the brown-faced sailors,
The summer-air, the bright sun shining, and the sail-
     ing clouds aloft,
The winter snows, the sleigh-bells—the broken ice in
     the river, passing along, up or down, with the
     flood-tide or ebb-tide;
The mechanics of the city, the masters, well-formed,
     beautiful-faced, looking you straight in the eyes;
Trottoirs thronged—vehicles—Broadway—the wo-
     men—the shops and shows,
The parades, processions, bugles playing, flags flying,
     drums beating;
A million people—manners free and superb—open
     voices—hospitality—the most courageous and
     friendly young men;
The free city! no slaves! no owners of slaves!
The beautiful city! the city of hurried and sparkling
     waters! the city of spires and masts!
The city nested in bays! my city!
The city of such women, I am mad to be with them!
     I will return after death to be with them!
The city of such young men, I swear I cannot live
     happy, without I often go talk, walk, eat, drink,
     sleep, with them!