NOW list to my mornings romanzaI tell the signs of the Answerer;
To the cities and farms I sing, as they spread in the sunshine before me.
A young man comes to me bearing a message from his brother;
How shall the young man know the whether and when of his brother?
Tell him to send me the signs.
And I stand before the young man face to face, and take his right hand in my left hand,
hand in my right hand,
And I answer for his brother, and for men, and I answer for him that answers for all, and
Him all wait forhim all yield up tohis word is decisive and final,
Him they accept, in him lave, in him perceive themselves, as amid light,
Him they immerse, and he immerses them.
Beautiful women, the haughtiest nations, laws, the landscape, people, animals,
The profound earth and its attributes, and the unquiet ocean, (so tell I my mornings
All enjoyments and properties, and money, and whatever money will buy,
The best farmsothers toiling and planting, and he unavoidably reaps,
The noblest and costliest citiesothers grading and building, and he domiciles there;
Nothing for any one, but what is for himnear and far are for him, the ships in the
The perpetual shows and marches on land, are for him, if they are for any body.
He puts things in their attitudes;
He puts to-day out of himself, with plasticity and love;
He places his own city, times, reminiscences, parents, brothers and sisters, associations,
employment, politics, so that the rest never shame them afterward, nor assume to command
He is the answerer:
What can be answerd he answersand what cannot be answerd, he shows how
A man is a summons and challenge;
(It is vain to skulkDo you hear that mocking and laughter? Do you hear the ironical
Books, friendships, philosophers, priests, action, pleasure, pride, beat up and down,
He indicates the satisfaction, and indicates them that beat up and down also.
Whichever the sex, whatever the season or place, he may go freshly and gently and safely,
He has the pass-key of heartsto him the response of the prying of hands on the
His welcome is universalthe flow of beauty is not more welcome or universal than he
The person he favors by day, or sleeps with at night, is blessed.
Every existence has its idiomeverything has an idiom and tongue;
He resolves all tongues into his own, and bestows it upon men, and any man translates, and
translates himself also;
One part does not counteract another parthe is the joinerhe sees how they
He says indifferently and alike, How are you, friend? to the President at his
And he says, Good-day, my brother! to Cudge that hoes in the sugar-field,
And both understand him, and know that his speech is right.
He walks with perfect ease in the Capitol,
He walks among the Congress, and one Representative says to another, Here is our equal,
Then the mechanics take him for a mechanic,
And the soldiers suppose him to be a soldier, and the sailors that he has followd
And the authors take him for an author, and the artists for an artist,
And the laborers perceive he could labor with them and love them;
No matter what the work is, that he is the one to follow it, or has followd it,
No matter what the nation, that he might find his brothers and sisters there.
The English believe he comes of their English stock,
A Jew to the Jew he seemsa Russ to the Russusual and near, removed from none.
Whoever he looks at in the travelers coffee-house claims him,
The Italian or Frenchman is sure, and the German is sure, and the Spaniard is sure, and
Cuban is sure;
The engineer, the deck-hand on the great lakes, or on the Mississippi, or St. Lawrence, or
Sacramento, or Hudson, or Paumanok Sound, claims him.
The gentleman of perfect blood acknowledges his perfect blood;
The insulter, the prostitute, the angry person, the beggar, see themselves in the ways of
himhe strangely transmutes them,
They are not vile any morethey hardly know themselves, they are so grown.