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The family, parentage, childhood, husband and wife,
or woman, the perfect longeve personality, And helps its present life to health and happiness, and shapes its soul, For the eternal real life to come.
With latest connections, works, the inter-transportation of the world,
and Hoosac tunnels, the Brooklyn bridge, This earth all spann'd with iron rails, with lines of steamships
threading every sea, Our own rondure, the current globe I bring.
8 And thou America, Thy offspring towering e'er so high, yet higher Thee above all
Thou, also thou, a World,
And by the spells which ye vouchsafe to those your ministers in
earnest, I here personify and call my themes, to make them pass before ye.
Behold, America ! (and thou, ineffable guest and sister !)
Behold, the sea itself,
and blue, See, the steamers coming and going, steaming in or out of port, See, dusky and undulating, the long pennants of smoke.
Behold, in Oregon, far in the north and west,
Behold, on the lakes, thy pilots at their wheels, thy oarsmen,
Mark the spirit of invention everywhere, thy rapid patents,
Texas, and the rest,
storehouse, The grapes that ripen on thy vines, the apples in thy orchards, Thy incalculable lumber, beef, pork, potatoes, thy coal, thy gold
Protectress absolute, thou ! bulwark of all!
9 And thou, the Emblem waving over all! Delicate beauty, a word to thee, it may be salutary,) Remember thou hast not always been as here to-day so comfortably
In other scenes than these have I observ'd thee flag,
less silk, But I have seen thee bunting, to tatters torn upon thy splinter'd staff
, Or clutch'd to some young color-bearer's breast with desperate hands, Savagely struggled for, for life or death, fought over long, 'Mid cannons' thunder-crash and many a curse and groan and yell,
and rifle-volleys cracking sharp, And moving masses as wild demons surging, and lives as nothing
risk'd, For thy mere remnant grimed with dirt and smoke and sopp'd in
blood, For sake of that, my beauty, and that thou might'st dally as now
secure up there, Many a good man have I seen go under.
Now here and these and hence in peace, all thine O Flag!
maternal? And lives and works, what are they all at last, except the roads to
faith and death?)
While we rehearse our measureless wealth, it is for thee, dear
Mother, We own it all and several to-day indissoluble in thee; Think not our chant, our show, merely for products gross or lucre
- it is for thee, the soul in thee, electric, spiritual ! Our farms, inventions, crops, we own in thee! cities and States in
thee! Our freedom all in thee ! our very lives in thee !
SONG OF THE REDWOOD-TREE.
breathe as air,
Farewell my brethren,
arms, Riven deep by the sharp tongues of the axes, there in the redwood
forest dense, I heard the mighty tree its death-chant chanting.
The choppers heard not, the camp shanties echoed not,
not, As the wood-spirits came from their haunts of a thousand years to
join the refrain, But in my soul I plainly heard.
Murmuring out of its myriad leaves,
but the future.
You untold life of me,
summer sun, And the white snows and night and the wild winds; O the great patient rugged joys, my soul's strong joys unreckd ;
man, (For know I bear the soul befitting me, I too have consciousness,
Nor yield we mournfully majestic brothers,
For them predicted long,
Then to a loftier strain,
Not wan from Asia's fetiches, Nor red from Europe's old dynastic slaughter-house, (Area of murder-plots of thrones, with scent left yet of wars and
scaffolds everywhere,) But come from Nature's long and harmless throes, peacefully
You occult deep volitions,
giving not taking law, You womanhood divine, mistress and source of all, whence life
and love and aught that comes from life and love, You unseen moral essence of all the vast materials of America,
(age upon age working in death the same as life, You that, sometimes known, oftener unknown, really shape and
mould the New World, adjusting it to Time and Space, You hidden national will lying in your abysms, conceal'd but ever
alert, You past and present purposes tenaciously pursued, may-be uncon
scious of yourselves, Unswerv'd by aủ the passing errors, perturbations of the surface; You vital, universal, deathless germs, beneath all creeds, arts,
statutes, literatures, Here build your homes for good, establish here, these areas entire,
lands of the Western shore, We pledge, we dedicate to you.
For man of you, your characteristic race,