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AS I SAT ALONE BY BLUE ONTARIO'S SHORE.
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1 As I sat alone,
by blue Ontario's shore,
As I mused of these mighty days, and of peace re- turn'd, and the dead that return no more,
A Phantom, gigantic, superb, with stern visage, ac- cost'd me;
Chant me a poem, it said, of the range of the high Soul of Poets,
And chant of the welcome bards that breathe but my native air — invoke those bards;
And chant me, before you go, the Song of the throes of Democracy.
2 (Democracy — the destined conqueror — yet treacher- ous lip-smiles everywhere,
And Death and infidelity at every step.)
As I mused of these mighty days, and of peace re- turn'd, and the dead that return no more,
A Phantom, gigantic, superb, with stern visage, ac- cost'd me;
Chant me a poem, it said, of the range of the high Soul of Poets,
And chant of the welcome bards that breathe but my native air — invoke those bards;
And chant me, before you go, the Song of the throes of Democracy.
2 (Democracy — the destined conqueror — yet treacher- ous lip-smiles everywhere,
And Death and infidelity at every step.)
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3 A nation announcing
itself,
I myself make the only growth by which I can be ap- preciated,
I reject none, accept all, then reproduce all in my own forms.
4 A breed whose proof is in
time and deeds;
What we are, we are — nativity is answer enough to objections;
We wield ourselves as a weapon is wielded,
We are powerful and tremendous in ourselves,
We are executive in ourselves — We are sufficient in the variety of ourselves,
We are the most beautiful to ourselves, and in our- selves;
We stand self-pois'd, in the middle, branching thence over the world;
From Missouri, Nebraska, or Kansas, laughing attacks to scorn.
5 Nothing is sinful to us outside of ourselves,
Whatever appears, whatever does not appear, we are beautiful or sinful in ourselves only.
6 (O mother! O sisters dear!
If we are lost, no victor else has destroy'd us;
It is by ourselves we go down to eternal night.)
I myself make the only growth by which I can be ap- preciated,
I reject none, accept all, then reproduce all in my own forms.
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What we are, we are — nativity is answer enough to objections;
We wield ourselves as a weapon is wielded,
We are powerful and tremendous in ourselves,
We are executive in ourselves — We are sufficient in the variety of ourselves,
We are the most beautiful to ourselves, and in our- selves;
We stand self-pois'd, in the middle, branching thence over the world;
From Missouri, Nebraska, or Kansas, laughing attacks to scorn.
5 Nothing is sinful to us outside of ourselves,
Whatever appears, whatever does not appear, we are beautiful or sinful in ourselves only.
6 (O mother! O sisters dear!
If we are lost, no victor else has destroy'd us;
It is by ourselves we go down to eternal night.)
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7 Have you thought there
could be but a single
Supreme?
There can be any number of Supremes — One does not countervail another, any more than one eye- sight countervails another, or one life counter- vails another.
8 All is eligible to all,
All is for individuals — All is for you,
No condition is prohibited, not God's, or any.
9 All comes by the body — only health puts you rapport with the universe.
10 Produce great persons, the rest follows.
There can be any number of Supremes — One does not countervail another, any more than one eye- sight countervails another, or one life counter- vails another.
8 All is eligible to all,
All is for individuals — All is for you,
No condition is prohibited, not God's, or any.
9 All comes by the body — only health puts you rapport with the universe.
10 Produce great persons, the rest follows.
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11 America isolated I sing;
I say that works made here in the spirit of other lands, are so much poison to These States.
12 How dare these insects assume to write poems for America?
For our armies, and the offspring following the armies.
13 Piety and conformity to them that like!
Peace, obesity, allegiance, to them that like!
I am he who tauntingly compels men, women, nations,
Crying, Leap from your seats, and contend for your lives!
14 I am he who walks the States with a barbed tongue, questioning every one I meet;
Who are you, that wanted only to be told what you knew before?
Who are you, that wanted only a book to join you in your nonsense?
15 (With pangs and cries, as thine own, O bearer of many children!
This chant all wild, to a race of pride I give.)
16 O lands! would you be freer than all that has ever been before?
If you would be freer than all that has been before, come listen to me.
17 Fear grace — Fear delicatesse,
Fear the mellow sweet, the sucking of honey-juice;
Beware the advancing mortal ripening of nature,
Beware what precedes the decay of the ruggedness of states and men.
I say that works made here in the spirit of other lands, are so much poison to These States.
12 How dare these insects assume to write poems for America?
For our armies, and the offspring following the armies.
13 Piety and conformity to them that like!
Peace, obesity, allegiance, to them that like!
I am he who tauntingly compels men, women, nations,
Crying, Leap from your seats, and contend for your lives!
14 I am he who walks the States with a barbed tongue, questioning every one I meet;
Who are you, that wanted only to be told what you knew before?
Who are you, that wanted only a book to join you in your nonsense?
15 (With pangs and cries, as thine own, O bearer of many children!
This chant all wild, to a race of pride I give.)
16 O lands! would you be freer than all that has ever been before?
If you would be freer than all that has been before, come listen to me.
17 Fear grace — Fear delicatesse,
Fear the mellow sweet, the sucking of honey-juice;
Beware the advancing mortal ripening of nature,
Beware what precedes the decay of the ruggedness of states and men.
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18 Ages, precedents,
chants, have long been
accumu- lating
undirected materials,
America brings builders, and brings its own styles.
19 The poets of Asia and Europe have done their work, and pass'd to other spheres,
One work forever remains, the work of surpassing all they have done.
20 America, curious toward foreign characters, stands by its own at all hazards,
Stands removed, spacious, composite, sound, initiates the true use of precedents,
Does not repel them, or the past, or what they have produced under their forms,
Takes the lesson with calmness, perceives the corpse slowly borne from the house,
Perceives that it waits a little while in the door — that it was fittest for its days,
That its life has descended to the stalwart and well- shaped heir who approaches,
And that he shall be fittest for his days.
21 Any period, one nation must lead,
One land must be the promise and reliance of the future.
22 These States are the amplest poem,
Here is not merely a nation, but a teeming nation of nations,
Here the doings of men correspond with the broad- cast doings of the day and night,
Here is what moves in magnificent masses, careless of particulars,
Here are the roughs, beards, friendliness, combative- ness, the Soul loves,
Here the flowing trains — here the crowds, equality, diversity, the Soul loves.
America brings builders, and brings its own styles.
19 The poets of Asia and Europe have done their work, and pass'd to other spheres,
One work forever remains, the work of surpassing all they have done.
20 America, curious toward foreign characters, stands by its own at all hazards,
Stands removed, spacious, composite, sound, initiates the true use of precedents,
Does not repel them, or the past, or what they have produced under their forms,
Takes the lesson with calmness, perceives the corpse slowly borne from the house,
Perceives that it waits a little while in the door — that it was fittest for its days,
That its life has descended to the stalwart and well- shaped heir who approaches,
And that he shall be fittest for his days.
21 Any period, one nation must lead,
One land must be the promise and reliance of the future.
22 These States are the amplest poem,
Here is not merely a nation, but a teeming nation of nations,
Here the doings of men correspond with the broad- cast doings of the day and night,
Here is what moves in magnificent masses, careless of particulars,
Here are the roughs, beards, friendliness, combative- ness, the Soul loves,
Here the flowing trains — here the crowds, equality, diversity, the Soul loves.
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23 Land of lands, and bards
to corroborate!
Of them, standing among them, one lifts to the light his west-bred face,
To him the hereditary countenance bequeath'd, both mother's and father's,
His first parts substances, earth, water, animals, trees,
Built of the common stock, having room for far and near.
Used to dispense with other lands, incarnating this land,
Attracting it Body and Soul to himself, hanging on its neck with incomparable love,
Plunging his semitic muscle into its merits and demerits,
Making its cities, beginnings, events, diversities, wars, vocal in him,
Making its rivers, lakes, bays, embouchure in him,
Mississippi with yearly freshets and changing chutes — Columbia, Niagara, Hudson, spending them- selves lovingly in him,
If the Atlantic coast stretch, or the Pacific coast stretch, he stretching with them north or south,
Spanning between them east and west, and touching whatever is between them,
Growths growing from him to offset the growth of pine, cedar, hemlock, live-oak, locust, chestnut, hickory, cotton-wood, orange, magnolia,
Tangles as tangled in him as any cane-brake or swamp,
He likening sides and peaks of mountains, forests coated with northern transparent ice,
Off him pasturage sweet and natural as savanna, up- land, prairie,
Through him flights, whirls, screams, answering those of the fish-hawk, mocking-bird, night-heron, and eagle;
His spirit surrounding his country's spirit, unclosed to good and evil,
Surrounding the essences of real things, old times
and present
times,
Surrounding just found shores, islands, tribes of red aborigines,
Weather-beaten vessels, landings, settlements, embryo stature and muscle,
The haughty defiance of the Year 1 — war, peace, the formation of the Constitution,
The separate States, the simple, elastic scheme, the immigrants,
The Union, always swarming with blatherers, and always sure and impregnable,
The unsurvey'd interior, log-houses, clearings, wild animals, hunters, trappers;
Surrounding the multiform agriculture, mines, tem- perature, the gestation of new States,
Congress convening every Twelfth-month, the mem- bers duly coming up from the uttermost parts;
Surrounding the noble character of mechanics and farmers, especially the young men,
Responding their manners, speech, dress, friendships — the gait they have of persons who never knew how it felt to stand in the presence of superiors,
The freshness and candor of their physiognomy, the copiousness and decision of their phrenology,
The picturesque looseness of their carriage, their fierceness when wrong'd,
The fluency of their speech, their delight in music, their curiosity, good temper, and open-handed- ness — the whole composite make,
The prevailing ardor and enterprise, the large amat- iveness,
The perfect equality of the female with the male, the fluid movement of the population,
The superior marine, free commerce, fisheries, whal- ing, gold-digging,
Wharf-hemm'd cities, railroad and steamboat lines, intersecting all points,
Factories, mercantile life, labor-saving machinery, the
north-east,
north-west, south-west,
Manhattan firemen, the Yankee swap, southern plan- tation life,
Slavery — the murderous, treacherous conspiracy to raise it upon the ruins of all the rest;
On and on to the grapple with it — Assassin! then your life or ours be the stake — and respite no more.
Of them, standing among them, one lifts to the light his west-bred face,
To him the hereditary countenance bequeath'd, both mother's and father's,
His first parts substances, earth, water, animals, trees,
Built of the common stock, having room for far and near.
Used to dispense with other lands, incarnating this land,
Attracting it Body and Soul to himself, hanging on its neck with incomparable love,
Plunging his semitic muscle into its merits and demerits,
Making its cities, beginnings, events, diversities, wars, vocal in him,
Making its rivers, lakes, bays, embouchure in him,
Mississippi with yearly freshets and changing chutes — Columbia, Niagara, Hudson, spending them- selves lovingly in him,
If the Atlantic coast stretch, or the Pacific coast stretch, he stretching with them north or south,
Spanning between them east and west, and touching whatever is between them,
Growths growing from him to offset the growth of pine, cedar, hemlock, live-oak, locust, chestnut, hickory, cotton-wood, orange, magnolia,
Tangles as tangled in him as any cane-brake or swamp,
He likening sides and peaks of mountains, forests coated with northern transparent ice,
Off him pasturage sweet and natural as savanna, up- land, prairie,
Through him flights, whirls, screams, answering those of the fish-hawk, mocking-bird, night-heron, and eagle;
His spirit surrounding his country's spirit, unclosed to good and evil,
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Surrounding just found shores, islands, tribes of red aborigines,
Weather-beaten vessels, landings, settlements, embryo stature and muscle,
The haughty defiance of the Year 1 — war, peace, the formation of the Constitution,
The separate States, the simple, elastic scheme, the immigrants,
The Union, always swarming with blatherers, and always sure and impregnable,
The unsurvey'd interior, log-houses, clearings, wild animals, hunters, trappers;
Surrounding the multiform agriculture, mines, tem- perature, the gestation of new States,
Congress convening every Twelfth-month, the mem- bers duly coming up from the uttermost parts;
Surrounding the noble character of mechanics and farmers, especially the young men,
Responding their manners, speech, dress, friendships — the gait they have of persons who never knew how it felt to stand in the presence of superiors,
The freshness and candor of their physiognomy, the copiousness and decision of their phrenology,
The picturesque looseness of their carriage, their fierceness when wrong'd,
The fluency of their speech, their delight in music, their curiosity, good temper, and open-handed- ness — the whole composite make,
The prevailing ardor and enterprise, the large amat- iveness,
The perfect equality of the female with the male, the fluid movement of the population,
The superior marine, free commerce, fisheries, whal- ing, gold-digging,
Wharf-hemm'd cities, railroad and steamboat lines, intersecting all points,
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Manhattan firemen, the Yankee swap, southern plan- tation life,
Slavery — the murderous, treacherous conspiracy to raise it upon the ruins of all the rest;
On and on to the grapple with it — Assassin! then your life or ours be the stake — and respite no more.
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24 (Lo! high toward heaven,
this day,
Libertad! from the conqueress' field return'd,
I mark the new aureola around your head;
No more of soft astral, but dazzling and fierce,
With war's flames, and the lambent lightnings playing,
And your port immovable where you stand;
With still the inextinguishable glance, and the clench'd and lifted fist,
And your foot on the neck of the menacing one, the scorner, utterly crush'd beneath you;
The menacing, arrogant one, that strode and advanced with his senseless scorn, bearing the murderous knife;
Lo! the wide swelling one, the braggart, that would yesterday do so much!
To-day a carrion dead and damn'd, the despised of all the earth!
An offal rank, to the dunghill maggots spurn'd.)
Libertad! from the conqueress' field return'd,
I mark the new aureola around your head;
No more of soft astral, but dazzling and fierce,
With war's flames, and the lambent lightnings playing,
And your port immovable where you stand;
With still the inextinguishable glance, and the clench'd and lifted fist,
And your foot on the neck of the menacing one, the scorner, utterly crush'd beneath you;
The menacing, arrogant one, that strode and advanced with his senseless scorn, bearing the murderous knife;
Lo! the wide swelling one, the braggart, that would yesterday do so much!
To-day a carrion dead and damn'd, the despised of all the earth!
An offal rank, to the dunghill maggots spurn'd.)
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25 Others take finish, but
the Republic is ever
con- structive,
and ever keeps vista;
Others adorn the past — but you, O days of the pres- ent, I adorn you!
O days of the future, I believe in you! I isolate my- self for your sake;
O America, because you build for mankind, I build
for you!
O wellcutters! I lead them who plan with decision and science,
I lead the present with friendly hand toward the future.
Bravas to all semitic impulses sending strong
26 child- ren to the next age!
But damn that which spends itself on flaunters and dalliers, with no thought of the stain, pains, dismay, feebleness, it is bequeathing.
Others adorn the past — but you, O days of the pres- ent, I adorn you!
O days of the future, I believe in you! I isolate my- self for your sake;
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O wellcutters! I lead them who plan with decision and science,
I lead the present with friendly hand toward the future.
Bravas to all semitic impulses sending strong
26 child- ren to the next age!
But damn that which spends itself on flaunters and dalliers, with no thought of the stain, pains, dismay, feebleness, it is bequeathing.
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27 I heard the voice
arising, demanding bards;
By them, all native and grand — by them only can The States be fused into the compact organism of a nation.
28 To hold men together by paper and seal, or by com- pulsion, is no account,
That only holds men together which aggregates all in a living principle,, as the hold of the limbs of the body, or the fibres of plants.
29 Of all races and eras, These States, with veins full of poetical stuff, most need poets, and are to have the greatest, and use them the greatest;
Their Presidents shall not be their common referee so much as their poets shall.
30 (Soul of love, and tongue of fire!
Eye to pierce the deepest deeps, and sweep the world!
— Ah, mother! prolific and full in all besides — yet how long barren, barren?)
By them, all native and grand — by them only can The States be fused into the compact organism of a nation.
28 To hold men together by paper and seal, or by com- pulsion, is no account,
That only holds men together which aggregates all in a living principle,, as the hold of the limbs of the body, or the fibres of plants.
29 Of all races and eras, These States, with veins full of poetical stuff, most need poets, and are to have the greatest, and use them the greatest;
Their Presidents shall not be their common referee so much as their poets shall.
30 (Soul of love, and tongue of fire!
Eye to pierce the deepest deeps, and sweep the world!
— Ah, mother! prolific and full in all besides — yet how long barren, barren?)
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31 Of mankind, the poet is
the equable man,
Not in him, but off from him, things are grotesque, eccentric, fail of their full returns,
Nothing out of its place is good, nothing in its place is bad,
He bestows on every object or quality its fit propor- tion, neither more nor less,
He is the arbiter of the diverse, he is the key,
He is the equalizer of his age and land,
He supplies what wants supplying — he checks what wants checking,
In peace, out of him speaks the spirit of peace, large, rich, thrifty, building populous towns, encour- aging agriculture, arts, commerce, lighting the study of man, the Soul, health, immortality, government,
In war, he is the best backer of the war — he fetches artillery as good as the engineer's — he can make every word he speaks draw blood;
The years straying toward infidelity, he withholds by his steady faith,
He is no arguer, he is judgment — (Nature accepts him absolutely;)
He judges not as the judge judges, but as the sun falling round a helpless thing;
As he sees the farthest, he has the most faith,
His thoughts are the hymns of the praise of things,
In the dispute on God and eternity he is silent,
He sees eternity less like a play with a prologue and denouement,
He sees eternity in men and women — he does not see men and women as dreams or dots.
32 For the great Idea, the idea of perfect and free individuals,
For that idea, the bard walks in advance, leader of leaders,
The attitude of him cheers up slaves, and horrifies
foreign
despots.
33 Without extinction is Liberty! Without retrograde is Equality!
They live in the feelings of young men, and the best women,
Not for nothing have the indomitable heads of the earth been always ready to fall for Liberty.
Not in him, but off from him, things are grotesque, eccentric, fail of their full returns,
Nothing out of its place is good, nothing in its place is bad,
He bestows on every object or quality its fit propor- tion, neither more nor less,
He is the arbiter of the diverse, he is the key,
He is the equalizer of his age and land,
He supplies what wants supplying — he checks what wants checking,
In peace, out of him speaks the spirit of peace, large, rich, thrifty, building populous towns, encour- aging agriculture, arts, commerce, lighting the study of man, the Soul, health, immortality, government,
In war, he is the best backer of the war — he fetches artillery as good as the engineer's — he can make every word he speaks draw blood;
The years straying toward infidelity, he withholds by his steady faith,
He is no arguer, he is judgment — (Nature accepts him absolutely;)
He judges not as the judge judges, but as the sun falling round a helpless thing;
As he sees the farthest, he has the most faith,
His thoughts are the hymns of the praise of things,
In the dispute on God and eternity he is silent,
He sees eternity less like a play with a prologue and denouement,
He sees eternity in men and women — he does not see men and women as dreams or dots.
32 For the great Idea, the idea of perfect and free individuals,
For that idea, the bard walks in advance, leader of leaders,
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33 Without extinction is Liberty! Without retrograde is Equality!
They live in the feelings of young men, and the best women,
Not for nothing have the indomitable heads of the earth been always ready to fall for Liberty.
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34 For the great Idea!
For that we live, my brethren — that is the mission of Poets.
35 With their poems of stern defiance, ever ready,
With songs of the rapid arming, and the march,
And the flag of peace quick-folded, and the song, instead, of the flag we know,
The flag of the youths and veterans — flaunting flag,
Warlike flag of the great Idea.
36 (Angry cloth I saw there leaping!
I stand again in the leaden rain, your flapping folds saluting;
I sing you over all, flying, beckoning through the fight — O the hard-contested fight!
O the cannons ope their rosy-flashing muzzles! the hurtled balls scream!
The battle-front forms amid the smoke — the volleys pour incessant from the line;
Hark! the ringing word, Charge! — now the tussle, and the furious maddening yells;
Now the corpses tumble curl'd upon the ground,
Cold, cold in death, for precious life of you,
Angry cloth I saw there leaping.)
For that we live, my brethren — that is the mission of Poets.
35 With their poems of stern defiance, ever ready,
With songs of the rapid arming, and the march,
And the flag of peace quick-folded, and the song, instead, of the flag we know,
The flag of the youths and veterans — flaunting flag,
Warlike flag of the great Idea.
36 (Angry cloth I saw there leaping!
I stand again in the leaden rain, your flapping folds saluting;
I sing you over all, flying, beckoning through the fight — O the hard-contested fight!
O the cannons ope their rosy-flashing muzzles! the hurtled balls scream!
The battle-front forms amid the smoke — the volleys pour incessant from the line;
Hark! the ringing word, Charge! — now the tussle, and the furious maddening yells;
Now the corpses tumble curl'd upon the ground,
Cold, cold in death, for precious life of you,
Angry cloth I saw there leaping.)
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37 Are you he who would
assume a place to teach here,
or lead here,
or be a poet here?
The place is august — the terms obdurate.
38 Who would assume to
teach here, may well prepare
himself, body
and mind,
He may well survey, ponder, arm, fortify, harden, make lithe, himself,
He shall surely be question'd beforehand by me with many and stern questions.
39 Who are you, indeed, who would talk or sing to America?
Have you studied out my land, its idioms and men?
Have you learn'd the physiology, phrenology, politics, geography, pride, freedom, friendship, of my land? its substratums and objects?
Have you consider'd the organic compact of the first day of the first year of the independence of The States, sign'd by the Commissioners, ratified by The States, and read by Washington at the head of the army?
Have you possess'd yourself of the Federal Constitu- tion?
Do you see who have left all feudal processes and poems behind them, and assumed the poems and processes of Democracy?
Are you faithful to things? Do you teach as the land and sea, the bodies of men, womanhood, amativenesss, angers, teach?
Have you sped through fleeting customs, popularities?
Can you hold your hand against all seductions, follies, whirls, fierce contentions? Are you very strong? Are you really of the whole people?
Are you not of some coterie? some school or mere religion?
Are you done with reviews and criticisms of life? animating now to life itself?
Have you vivified yourself from the maternity of These States?
Have you too the old, ever-fresh, forbearance and impartiality?
Do you hold the like love for those hardening to
maturity; for
the last-born? little and big?
and for the
errant?
40 What is this you bring my America?
Is it uniform with my country?
Is it not something that has been better told or done before?
Have you not imported this, or the spirit of it, in some ship?
Is it a mere tale? a rhyme? a prettiness?
Has it not dangled long at the heels of the poets, politicians, literats, of enemies' lands?
Does it not assume that what is notoriously gone is still here?
Does it answer universal needs? Will it improve manners?
Can your performance face the open fields and the sea-side?
Will it absorb into me as I absorb food, air — to appear again in my strength, gait, face?
Have real employments contributed to it? original makers — not mere amanuenses?
Does it meet modern discoveries, calibers, facts, face to face?
What does it mean to me? to American persons, pro- gresses, cities? Chicago, Kanada, Arkansas? the planter, Yankee, Georgian, native, immi- grant, sailors, squatters, old States, new States?
Does it encompass all The States, and the unexcep- tional rights of all the men and women of the earth? (the genital impulse of These States;)
Does it see behind the apparent custodians, the real custodians, standing, menacing, silent — the mechanics, Manhattanese, western men, south- erners, significant alike in their apathy, and in the promptness of their love?
Does it see what finally befalls, and has always finally
befallen,
each temporizer, patcher, outsider,
partialist,
alarmist, infidel, who has ever ask'd
anything of
America?
What mocking and scornful negligence?
The track strew'd with the dust of skeletons;
By the roadside others disdainfully toss'd.
The place is august — the terms obdurate.
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He may well survey, ponder, arm, fortify, harden, make lithe, himself,
He shall surely be question'd beforehand by me with many and stern questions.
39 Who are you, indeed, who would talk or sing to America?
Have you studied out my land, its idioms and men?
Have you learn'd the physiology, phrenology, politics, geography, pride, freedom, friendship, of my land? its substratums and objects?
Have you consider'd the organic compact of the first day of the first year of the independence of The States, sign'd by the Commissioners, ratified by The States, and read by Washington at the head of the army?
Have you possess'd yourself of the Federal Constitu- tion?
Do you see who have left all feudal processes and poems behind them, and assumed the poems and processes of Democracy?
Are you faithful to things? Do you teach as the land and sea, the bodies of men, womanhood, amativenesss, angers, teach?
Have you sped through fleeting customs, popularities?
Can you hold your hand against all seductions, follies, whirls, fierce contentions? Are you very strong? Are you really of the whole people?
Are you not of some coterie? some school or mere religion?
Are you done with reviews and criticisms of life? animating now to life itself?
Have you vivified yourself from the maternity of These States?
Have you too the old, ever-fresh, forbearance and impartiality?
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40 What is this you bring my America?
Is it uniform with my country?
Is it not something that has been better told or done before?
Have you not imported this, or the spirit of it, in some ship?
Is it a mere tale? a rhyme? a prettiness?
Has it not dangled long at the heels of the poets, politicians, literats, of enemies' lands?
Does it not assume that what is notoriously gone is still here?
Does it answer universal needs? Will it improve manners?
Can your performance face the open fields and the sea-side?
Will it absorb into me as I absorb food, air — to appear again in my strength, gait, face?
Have real employments contributed to it? original makers — not mere amanuenses?
Does it meet modern discoveries, calibers, facts, face to face?
What does it mean to me? to American persons, pro- gresses, cities? Chicago, Kanada, Arkansas? the planter, Yankee, Georgian, native, immi- grant, sailors, squatters, old States, new States?
Does it encompass all The States, and the unexcep- tional rights of all the men and women of the earth? (the genital impulse of These States;)
Does it see behind the apparent custodians, the real custodians, standing, menacing, silent — the mechanics, Manhattanese, western men, south- erners, significant alike in their apathy, and in the promptness of their love?
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What mocking and scornful negligence?
The track strew'd with the dust of skeletons;
By the roadside others disdainfully toss'd.
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41 Rhymes and rhymers pass
away — poems distill'd
from other
poems pass away,
The swarms of reflectors and the polite pass, and leave ashes;
Admirers, importers, obedient persons, make but the soil of literature;
America justifies itself, give it time — no disguise can deceive it, or conceal from it — it is impassive enough,
Only toward the likes of itself will it advance to meet them,
If its poets appear, it will in due time advance to meet them — there is no fear of mistake,
(The proof of a poet shall be sternly deferr'd, till his country absorbs him as affectionately as he has absorb'd it.)
42 He masters whose spirit masters — he tastes sweetest who results sweetest in the long run;
The blood of the brawn beloved of time is uncon- straint;
In the need of poems, philosophy, politics, manners, engineering, an appropriate native grand-opera, shipcraft, any craft, he or she is greatest who contributes the greatest original practical ex- ample.
43 Already a nonchalant breed, silently emerging, appears on the streets,
People's lips salute only doers, lovers, satisfiers,
positive
knowers;
There will shortly be no more priests — I say their work is done,
Death is without emergencies here, but life is per- petual emergencies here,
Are your body, days, manners, superb? after death you shall be superb;
Justice, health, self-esteem, clear the way with irre- sistible power;
How dare you place anything before a man?
The swarms of reflectors and the polite pass, and leave ashes;
Admirers, importers, obedient persons, make but the soil of literature;
America justifies itself, give it time — no disguise can deceive it, or conceal from it — it is impassive enough,
Only toward the likes of itself will it advance to meet them,
If its poets appear, it will in due time advance to meet them — there is no fear of mistake,
(The proof of a poet shall be sternly deferr'd, till his country absorbs him as affectionately as he has absorb'd it.)
42 He masters whose spirit masters — he tastes sweetest who results sweetest in the long run;
The blood of the brawn beloved of time is uncon- straint;
In the need of poems, philosophy, politics, manners, engineering, an appropriate native grand-opera, shipcraft, any craft, he or she is greatest who contributes the greatest original practical ex- ample.
43 Already a nonchalant breed, silently emerging, appears on the streets,
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There will shortly be no more priests — I say their work is done,
Death is without emergencies here, but life is per- petual emergencies here,
Are your body, days, manners, superb? after death you shall be superb;
Justice, health, self-esteem, clear the way with irre- sistible power;
How dare you place anything before a man?
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44 Fall behind me, States!
A man before all — myself, typical, before all.
45 Give me the pay I have served for!
Give me to sing the songs of the great Idea! take all the rest;
I have loved the earth, sun, animals — I have despised riches,
I have given alms to every one that ask'd, stood up for the stupid and crazy, devoted my income and labor to others,
I have hated tyrants, argued not concerning God, had patience and indulgence toward the peo- ple, taken off my hat to nothing known or un- known,
I have gone freely with powerful uneducated persons, and with the young, and with the mothers of families,
I have read these leaves to myself in the open air — I have tried them by trees, stars, rivers,
I have dismiss'd whatever insulted my own Soul or defiled my Body,
I have claim'd nothing to myself which I have not carefully claim'd for others on the same terms,
I have sped to the camps, and comrades found and accepted from every State,
I am willing to wait to be understood by the growth
of the taste
of myself,
I reject none, I permit all.
46 (Say, O mother! have I not to your thought been faithful?
Have I not, through life, kept that alone before me?)
A man before all — myself, typical, before all.
45 Give me the pay I have served for!
Give me to sing the songs of the great Idea! take all the rest;
I have loved the earth, sun, animals — I have despised riches,
I have given alms to every one that ask'd, stood up for the stupid and crazy, devoted my income and labor to others,
I have hated tyrants, argued not concerning God, had patience and indulgence toward the peo- ple, taken off my hat to nothing known or un- known,
I have gone freely with powerful uneducated persons, and with the young, and with the mothers of families,
I have read these leaves to myself in the open air — I have tried them by trees, stars, rivers,
I have dismiss'd whatever insulted my own Soul or defiled my Body,
I have claim'd nothing to myself which I have not carefully claim'd for others on the same terms,
I have sped to the camps, and comrades found and accepted from every State,
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I reject none, I permit all.
46 (Say, O mother! have I not to your thought been faithful?
Have I not, through life, kept that alone before me?)
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47 I swear I begin to see
the meaning of these things!
It is not the earth, it is not America, who is so great,
It is I who am great, or to be great — it is you up there, or any one,
It is to walk rapidly through civilizations, govern- ments, theories,
Through poems, pageants, shows, to individuals.
48 Underneath all, individuals!
I swear nothing is good to me now that ignores individuals!
The American compact is altogether with individuals,
The only government is that which makes minute of individuals,
The whole theory of the universe is directed to one single individual — namely, to You.
49 (Mother! with subtle sense — with the naked sword in your hand,
I saw you at last refuse to treat but directly with individuals.)
It is not the earth, it is not America, who is so great,
It is I who am great, or to be great — it is you up there, or any one,
It is to walk rapidly through civilizations, govern- ments, theories,
Through poems, pageants, shows, to individuals.
48 Underneath all, individuals!
I swear nothing is good to me now that ignores individuals!
The American compact is altogether with individuals,
The only government is that which makes minute of individuals,
The whole theory of the universe is directed to one single individual — namely, to You.
49 (Mother! with subtle sense — with the naked sword in your hand,
I saw you at last refuse to treat but directly with individuals.)
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50 Underneath all,
nativity,
I swear I will stand by my own nativity — pious or impious, so be it;
I swear I am charm'd with nothing except nativity,
Men, women, cities, nations, are only beautiful from nativity.
51 Underneath all is the
need of the expression of love
for men and
women,
I swear I have seen enough of mean and impotent modes of expressing love for men and women,
After this day I take my own modes of expressing love for men and women.
52 I swear I will have each quality of my race in myself,
(Talk as you like, he only suits These States whose manners favor the audacity and sublime turbu- lence of The States.)
53 Underneath the lessons of things, spirits, Nature, governments, ownerships, I swear I perceive other lessons,
Underneath all, to me is myself — to you, yourself, (the same monotonous old song.)
I swear I will stand by my own nativity — pious or impious, so be it;
I swear I am charm'd with nothing except nativity,
Men, women, cities, nations, are only beautiful from nativity.
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I swear I have seen enough of mean and impotent modes of expressing love for men and women,
After this day I take my own modes of expressing love for men and women.
52 I swear I will have each quality of my race in myself,
(Talk as you like, he only suits These States whose manners favor the audacity and sublime turbu- lence of The States.)
53 Underneath the lessons of things, spirits, Nature, governments, ownerships, I swear I perceive other lessons,
Underneath all, to me is myself — to you, yourself, (the same monotonous old song.)
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54 O I see now, flashing,
that this America is only you
and me,
Its power, weapons, testimony, are you and me,
Its crimes, lies, thefts, defections, slavery, are you and me,
Its Congress is you and me — the officers, capitols, armies, ships, are you and me,
Its endless gestations of new States are you and me,
The war — that war so bloody and grim — the war I wish to forget — was you and me,
Natural and artificial are you and me,
Freedom, language, poems, employments, are you and me,
Past, present, future, are you and me.
Its power, weapons, testimony, are you and me,
Its crimes, lies, thefts, defections, slavery, are you and me,
Its Congress is you and me — the officers, capitols, armies, ships, are you and me,
Its endless gestations of new States are you and me,
The war — that war so bloody and grim — the war I wish to forget — was you and me,
Natural and artificial are you and me,
Freedom, language, poems, employments, are you and me,
Past, present, future, are you and me.
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55 I swear I dare not shirk
any part of myself,
Not any part of America, good or bad,
Not the promulgation of Liberty — not to cheer up
slaves and
horrify foreign despots,
Not to build for that which builds for mankind,
Not to balance ranks, complexions, creeds, and the sexes,
Not to justify science, nor the march of equality,
Nor to feed the arrogant blood of the brawn beloved of time.
56 I swear I am for those that have never been master'd!
For men and women whose tempers have never been master'd,
For those whom laws, theories, conventions, can never master.
57 I swear I am for those who walk abreast with the whole earth!
Who inaugurate one, to inaugurate all.
58 I swear I will not be outfaced by irrational things!
I will penetrate what it is in them that is sarcastic upon me!
I will make cities and civilizations defer to me!
This is what I have learnt from America — it is the amount — and it I teach again.
59 (Democracy! while weapons were everywhere aim'd at your breast,
I saw you serenely give birth to children — saw in dreams your dilating form;
Saw you with spreading mantle covering the world.)
Not any part of America, good or bad,
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Not to build for that which builds for mankind,
Not to balance ranks, complexions, creeds, and the sexes,
Not to justify science, nor the march of equality,
Nor to feed the arrogant blood of the brawn beloved of time.
56 I swear I am for those that have never been master'd!
For men and women whose tempers have never been master'd,
For those whom laws, theories, conventions, can never master.
57 I swear I am for those who walk abreast with the whole earth!
Who inaugurate one, to inaugurate all.
58 I swear I will not be outfaced by irrational things!
I will penetrate what it is in them that is sarcastic upon me!
I will make cities and civilizations defer to me!
This is what I have learnt from America — it is the amount — and it I teach again.
59 (Democracy! while weapons were everywhere aim'd at your breast,
I saw you serenely give birth to children — saw in dreams your dilating form;
Saw you with spreading mantle covering the world.)
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60 I will confront these
shows of the day and night!
I will know if I am to be less than they!
I will see if I am not as majestic as they!
I will see if I am not as subtle and real as they!
I will see if I am to be less generous than they!
61 I will see if I have no
meaning, while the houses
and ships
have meaning!
I will see if the fishes and birds are to be enough for themselves, and I am not to be enough for myself.
I will know if I am to be less than they!
I will see if I am not as majestic as they!
I will see if I am not as subtle and real as they!
I will see if I am to be less generous than they!
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I will see if the fishes and birds are to be enough for themselves, and I am not to be enough for myself.
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62 I match my spirit
against yours, you orbs, growths,
mountains,
brutes,
Copious as you are, I absorb you all in myself, and become the master myself.
63 America isolated, yet embodying all, what is it finally except myself?
These States — what are they except myself?
64 I know now why the earth is gross, tantalizing, wicked — it is for my sake,
I take you to be mine, you beautiful, terrible, rude forms.
65 (Mother! bend down, bend close to me your face!
I know not what these plots and deferments are for;
I know not fruition's success — but I know that through war and peace your work goes on, and must yet go on.)
Copious as you are, I absorb you all in myself, and become the master myself.
63 America isolated, yet embodying all, what is it finally except myself?
These States — what are they except myself?
64 I know now why the earth is gross, tantalizing, wicked — it is for my sake,
I take you to be mine, you beautiful, terrible, rude forms.
65 (Mother! bend down, bend close to me your face!
I know not what these plots and deferments are for;
I know not fruition's success — but I know that through war and peace your work goes on, and must yet go on.)
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66 ...... Thus, by blue
Ontario's shore,
While the winds fann'd me, and the waves came trooping toward me,
I sang with the Power's pulsations — and the charm of my theme was upon me,
Till the tissues that held me, parted their ties upon me.
67 And I saw the free Soul of poets;
The loftiest bards of past ages strode before me,
Strange, large men, long unwaked, undisclosed, were disclosed to me.
While the winds fann'd me, and the waves came trooping toward me,
I sang with the Power's pulsations — and the charm of my theme was upon me,
Till the tissues that held me, parted their ties upon me.
67 And I saw the free Soul of poets;
The loftiest bards of past ages strode before me,
Strange, large men, long unwaked, undisclosed, were disclosed to me.
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68 O my rapt song, my charm
— mock me not!
Not for the bards of the past — not to invoke them have I launch'd you forth,
Not to call even those lofty bards here by Ontario's shores,
Have I sung, so capricious and loud, my savage song.
69 But, O strong soul of Poets,
Bards for my own land, ere I go, I invoke.
70 You Bards grand as these days so grand!
Bards of the great Idea! Bards of the wondrous in- ventions!
Bards of the marching armies — a million soldiers waiting ever-ready,
Bards towering like hills — (no more these dots, these pigmies, these little piping straws, these gnats, that fill the hour, to pass for poets;)
Bards with songs as from burning coals, or the light- ning's fork'd stripes!
Ample Ohio's bards — bards for California! inland bards;
Bards of pride! Bards tallying the ocean's roar, and the swooping eagle's scream!
You, by my charm, I invoke!
Not for the bards of the past — not to invoke them have I launch'd you forth,
Not to call even those lofty bards here by Ontario's shores,
Have I sung, so capricious and loud, my savage song.
69 But, O strong soul of Poets,
Bards for my own land, ere I go, I invoke.
70 You Bards grand as these days so grand!
Bards of the great Idea! Bards of the wondrous in- ventions!
Bards of the marching armies — a million soldiers waiting ever-ready,
Bards towering like hills — (no more these dots, these pigmies, these little piping straws, these gnats, that fill the hour, to pass for poets;)
Bards with songs as from burning coals, or the light- ning's fork'd stripes!
Ample Ohio's bards — bards for California! inland bards;
Bards of pride! Bards tallying the ocean's roar, and the swooping eagle's scream!
You, by my charm, I invoke!
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