![]() ![]() See, projected, through time, For me, an audience interminable. ![]() See, vast, trackless spaces As in a dream, they change, they swiftly fill Countless masses debouch upon them They are now cover'd with the foremost people, arts, institutions, known. See, revolving, the globe The ancestor-continents, away, group'd together The present and future continents, north and south, with the isthmus between. How curious! how real! Under foot the divine soil—over head the sun. This, then, is life Here is what has come to the surface after so many throes and convulsions. 2 Victory, union, faith, identity, time, Yourself, the present and future lands, the indissolu- ble indissoluble compacts, riches, mystery, Eternal progress, the kosmos, and the modern reports. 1 S TARTING from fish-shape Paumanok, where I was born, Well-begotten, and rais'd by a perfect mother After roaming many lands—lover of populous pave- ments pavements Dweller in Mannahatta, city of ships, my city—or on southern savannas Or a soldier camp'd, or carrying my knapsack and gun —or a miner in California Or rude in my home in Dakotah's woods, my diet meat, my drink from the spring Or withdrawn to muse and meditate in some deep recess, Far from the clank of crowds, intervals passing, rapt and happy Aware of the fresh free giver, the flowing Missouri— aware of mighty Niagara Aware of the buffalo herds, grazing the plains—the hirsute and strong-breasted bull Of earths, rocks, Fifth-month flowers, experienced— stars, rain, snow, my amaze Having studied the mocking-bird's tones, and the mountain hawk's, And heard at dusk the unrival'd one, the hermit thrush from the swamp-cedars, Solitary, singing in the West, I strike up for a New World.
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