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Do you hold the like love for those hardening to. Have you not imported this or the spirit of it in some Is it not a mere tale? Has it not dangled long at the heels of the poets,. Does it not assume that what is notoriously gone is. Does it answer universal needs? Does it sound with trumpet-voice the proud victory of.
Can your performance face the open fields and the. Will it absorb into me as I absorb food, air, to appear. Have real employments contributed to it? What does it mean to American persons, progresses,.
Chicago, Kanada, Arkansas? Does it see behind the apparent custodians the real. Does it see what finally befalls, and has always finally. What mocking and scornful negligence? The track strew'd with the dust of skeletons, By the roadside others disdainfully toss'd. Have I not through life kept you and yours before me?
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These States, what are they except myself? I launch'd you forth, Not to call even those lofty bards here by Ontario's. Yet bards of latent armies, a million soldiers waiting. Ample Ohio's, Kanada's bards—bards of California! You by my charm I invoke. Ottawa, Some to Atlantica's bays, and so to the great salt brine. Out of the depths the storm's abysmic waves, who knows Raging over the vast, with many a broken spar and.
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Thou, bathed, choked, swimming in plenty, Thou lucky Mistress of the tranquil barns, Thou Prairie Dame that sittest in the middle and lookest. West, Dispensatress, that by a word givest a thousand miles,. Ask room alas the ghastly ranks, the armies dread that. Men and women crowding fast in the streets, if they are. That immortal house more than all the rows of dwellings. Or white-domed capitol with majestic figure surmounted,.
follow site Fair, fearful wreck—tenement of a soul—itself a soul, Unclaim'd, avoided house—take one breath from my. Is not every continent work'd over and over with. The grass of spring covers the prairies, The bean bursts noiselessly through the mould in the.
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I suspect I shall there find each old particular of those. O if one could but fly like a bird! O to escape, to sail forth as in a ship! Do you move in these broad lands as broad as they? Come duly to the divine power to speak words! I see brains and lips closed, tympans and temples. Do you not see how it would serve to have such a body. The towering feminine of thee? The mothers fit for thee? Yearning for thee harmonious Union! From these your future song may rise with joyous trills, Destin'd to fill the world.
Orient, You undertone of rivers, roar of pouring cataracts, You sounds from distant guns with galloping cavalry, Echoes of camps with all the different bugle-calls, Trooping tumultuous, filling the midnight late, bending. Hearest those shouts of a conquering army? The lowing cattle, bleating. Arabs, Again, at Eleusis, home of Ceres, I see the modern. To you a new bard caroling in the West, Obeisant sends his love. Cathedral, Or, under the high roof of some colossal hall, the.
Haydn, The Creation in billows of godhood laves me. Thee, Report myself once more to Thee.
Thee, Light rare untellable, lighting the very light, Beyond all signs, descriptions, languages; For that O God, be it my latest word, here on my. Or with your mother and sisters? These also flow onward to others, you and I flow onward, But in due time you and I shall take less interest in. To think there will still be farms, profits, crops, yet for. The trees have, rooted in the ground! And all preparation is for it—and identity is for it—. And those appear that are hateful to me and mock me.
I do not doubt that wrecks at sea, no matter what the. Space, but I believe Heavenly Death provides for. When shows break up what but One's-Self is sure? A huge sob—a few bubbles—the white foam squirting. Are souls drown'd and destroy'd so? Is only matter triumphant? By thee fact to be justified, blended with thought, Thought of man justified, blended with God, Through thy idea, lo, the immortal reality! Through thy reality, lo, the immortal idea! By vision, hand, conception, on the background of the. I define thee, How can I pierce the impenetrable blank of the future?
I feel thy ominous greatness evil as well as good, I watch thee advancing, absorbing the present, tran-. East, To thy immortal breasts, Mother of All, thy every. Freedom, Set in the sky of Law. Spiritual World! The Present holds thee not— for such vast growth as. South, O'er Mississippi's endless course, o'er Texas' grassy.
O quick mettle, rich blood, impulse and love! O all dear to me! O dear to me my birth-things—all moving things and. I coast up the Carolinas, I see where the live-oak is growing, I see where the. O longings irrepressible! O I will go back to old. City of hurried and sparkling waters! How much of genius boldly staked and lost for it! What countless stores of beauty, love, ventur'd for it! How all superbest deeds since Time began are traceable. How all heroic martyrdoms to it!
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How, justified by it, the horrors, evils, battles of the. How the bright fascinating lambent flames of it, in every. O I think it is I—I think. I know what it is to receive the passionate love of. I do not believe any one possesses a more perfect or. Illinois, Ohio's, Indiana's millions, comrades, farmers, soldiers, all.
O hasten flag of man—O with sure and steady step,. I see Freedom, completely arm'd and victorious and very.
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