AS I sat alone, by blue Ontarios shore,
As I mused of these mighty days, and of peace returnd, and the dead that return no
A Phantom, gigantic, superb, with stern visage, accosted me;
Chant me the poem, it said, that comes from the soul of Americachant me
carol of victory;
And strike up the marches of Libertadmarches more powerful yet;
And sing me before you go, the song of the throes of Democracy.
(Democracythe destind conqueroryet treacherous lip-smiles everywhere,
And Death and infidelity at every step.)
A Nation announcing itself,
I myself make the only growth by which I can be appreciated,
I reject none, accept all, then reproduce all in my own forms.
A breed whose proof is in time and deeds;
What we are, we arenativity is answer enough to objections;
We wield ourselves as a weapon is wielded,
We are powerful and tremendous in ourselves,
We are executive in ourselvesWe are sufficient in the variety of ourselves,
We are the most beautiful to ourselves, and in ourselves;
We stand self-poisd in the middle, branching thence over the world;
From Missouri, Nebraska, or Kansas, laughing attacks to scorn.
Nothing is sinful to us outside of ourselves,
Whatever appears, whatever does not appear, we are beautiful or sinful in ourselves only.
(O mother! O sisters dear!
If we are lost, no victor else has destroyd us;
It is by ourselves we go down to eternal night.)
Have you thought there could be but a single Supreme?
There can be any number of SupremesOne does not countervail another, any more than
eyesight countervails another, or one life countervails another.
All is eligible to all,
All is for individualsAll is for you,
No condition is prohibitednot Gods, or any.
All comes by the bodyonly health puts you rapport with the universe.
Produce great persons, the rest follows.
America isolated I sing;
I say that works made here in the spirit of other lands, are so much poison in The States.
(How dare such insects as we see assume to write poems for America?
For our victorious armies, and the offspring following the armies?)
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!
I am he who walks the States with a barbd 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?
(With pangs and cries, as thine own, O bearer of many children!
These clamors wild, to a race of pride I give.)
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.
Fear graceFear elegance, civilization, 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.
Ages, precedents, have long been accumulating undirected materials,
America brings builders, and brings its own styles.
The immortal poets of Asia and Europe have done their work, and passd to other
A work remains, the work of surpassing all they have done.
America, curious toward foreign characters, stands by its own at all hazards,
Stands removed, spacious, composite, soundinitiates 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 doorthat 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.
Any period, one nation must lead,
One land must be the promise and reliance of the future.
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 broadcast doings of the day and night,
Here is what moves in magnificent masses, careless of particulars,
Here are the roughs, beards, friendliness, combativeness, the Soul loves,
Here the flowing trainshere the crowds, equality, diversity, the Soul loves.
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 bequeathd, both mothers and fathers,
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 seminal 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 chutesColumbia, Niagara, Hudson,
themselves lovingly in him,
If the Atlantic coast stretch, or the Pacific coast stretch, he stretching with them north
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, cottonwood, 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, upland, prairie,
Through him flights, whirls, screams, answering those of the fish-hawk, mocking-bird,
night-heron, and eagle;
His spirit surrounding his countrys 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 1war, 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 unsurveyd interior, log-houses, clearings, wild animals, hunters, trappers;
Surrounding the multiform agriculture, mines, temperature, the gestation of new States,
Congress convening every Twelfth-month, the members duly coming up from the uttermost
Surrounding the noble character of mechanics and farmers, especially the young men,
Responding their manners, speech, dress, friendshipsthe gait they have of persons
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
The picturesque looseness of their carriage, their fierceness when wrongd,
The fluency of their speech, their delight in music, their curiosity, good temper, and
open-handednessthe whole composite make,
The prevailing ardor and enterprise, the large amativeness,
The perfect equality of the female with the male, the fluid movement of the population,
The superior marine, free commerce, fisheries, whaling, gold-digging,
Wharf-hemmd cities, railroad and steamboat lines, intersecting all points,
Factories, mercantile life, labor-saving machinery, the north-east, north-west,
Manhattan firemen, the Yankee swap, southern plantation life,
Slaverythe murderous, treacherous conspiracy to raise it upon the ruins of all the
On and on to the grapple with itAssassin! then your life or ours be the
respite no more.
(Lo! high toward heaven, this day,
Libertad! from the conqueress field returnd,
I mark the new aureola around your head;
No more of soft astral, but dazzling and fierce,
With wars flames, and the lambent lightnings playing,
And your port immovable where you stand;
With still the inextinguishable glance, and the clenchd and lifted fist,
And your foot on the neck of the menacing one, the scorner, utterly crushd beneath
The menacing, arrogant one, that strode and advanced with his senseless scorn, bearing the
Lo! the wide swelling one, the braggart, that would yesterday do so much!
To-day a carrion dead and damnd, the despised of all the earth!
An offal rank, to the dunghill maggots spurnd.)
Others take finish, but the Republic is ever constructive, and ever keeps vista;
Others adorn the pastbut you, O days of the present, I adorn you!
O days of the future, I believe in you! I isolate myself for your sake;
O America, because you build for mankind, I build for you!
O well-beloved stone-cutters! I lead them who plan with decision and science,
I lead the present with friendly hand toward the future.
Bravas to all impulses sending sane children to the next age!
But damn that which spends itself, with no thought of the stain, pains, dismay, feebleness
I listened to the Phantom by Ontarios shore,
I heard the voice arising, demanding bards;
By them, all native and grandby them alone can The States be fused into the compact
organism of a Nation.
To hold men together by paper and seal, or by compulsion, is no account;
That only holds men together which aggregates all in a living principle, as the hold of
limbs of the body, or the fibres of plants.
Of all races and eras, These States, with veins full of poetical stuff, most need poets,
are to have the greatest, and use them the greatest;
Their Presidents shall not be their common referee so much as their poets shall.
(Soul of love, and tongue of fire!
Eye to pierce the deepest deeps, and sweep the world!
Ah, mother! prolific and full in all besidesyet how long barren, barren?)
Of These States, 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 proportion, 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 supplyinghe checks what wants checking,
In peace, out of him speaks the spirit of peace, large, rich, thrifty, building populous
encouraging agriculture, arts, commerce, lighting the study of man, the Soul, health,
In war, he is the best backer of the warhe fetches artillery as good as the
engineershe can make every word he speaks draw blood;
The years straying toward infidelity, he withholds by his steady faith,
He is no argurer, 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 womenhe does not see men and women as dreams or dots.
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.
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
For the great Idea!
That, O my brethrenthat is the mission of Poets.
Songs of stern defiance, ever ready,
Songs of the rapid arming, and the march,
The flag of peace quick-folded, and instead, the flag we know,
Warlike flag of the great Idea.
(Angry cloth I saw there leaping!
I stand again in leaden rain, your flapping folds saluting;
I sing you over all, flying, beckoning through the fightO the hard-contested fight!
O the cannons ope their rosy-flashing muzzles! the hurtled balls scream!
The battle-front forms amid the smokethe volleys pour incessant from the line;
Hark! the ringing word, Charge!now the tussle, and the furious maddening
Now the corpses tumble curld upon the ground,
Cold, cold in death, for precious life of you,
Angry cloth I saw there leaping.)
Are you he who would assume a place to teach, or be a poet here in The States?
The place is augustthe terms obdurate.
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 questiond beforehand by me with many and stern questions.
Who are you, indeed, who would talk or sing to America?
Have you studied out the land, its idioms and men?
Have you learnd the physiology, phrenology, politics, geography, pride, freedom,
friendship, of the land? its substratums and objects?
Have you considerd the organic compact of the first day of the first year of
Independence, signd by the Commissioners, ratified by The States, and read by
at the head of the army?
Have you possessd yourself of the Federal Constitution?
Do you see who have left all feudal processes and poems behind them, and assumed the poems
processes of Democracy?
Are you faithful to things? do you teach as the land and sea, the bodies of men,
amativeness, angers, teach?
Have you sped through fleeting customs, popularities?
Can you hold your hand against all seductions, follies, whirls, fierce contentions? are
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
and for the errant?
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 not a mere tale? a rhyme? a prettiness? is the good old cause in it?
Has it not dangled long at the heels of the poets, politicians, literats, of enemies
Does it not assume that what is notoriously gone is still here?
Does it answer universal needs? will it improve manners?
Does it sound, with trumpet-voice, the proud victory of the Union, in that secession war?
Can your performance face the open fields and the seaside?
Will it absorb into me as I absorb food, airto appear again in my strength, gait,
Have real employments contributed to it? original makersnot mere amanuenses?
Does it meet modern discoveries, calibers, facts face to face?
What does it mean to me? to American persons, progresses, cities? Chicago, Kanada,
the planter, Yankee, Georgian, native, immigrant, sailors, squatters, old States, new
Does it encompass all The States, and the unexceptional rights of all the men and women of
earth? (the genital impulse of These States;)
Does it see behind the apparent custodians, the real custodians, standing, menacing,
silentthe mechanics, Manhattanese, western men, southerners, significant alike in
apathy, and in the promptness of their love?
Does it see what finally befalls, and has always finally befallen, each temporizer,
outsider, partialist, alarmist, infidel, who has ever askd anything of America?
What mocking and scornful negligence?
The track strewd with the dust of skeletons;
By the roadside others disdainfully tossd.
Rhymes and rhymers pass awaypoems distilld from foreign poems pass away,
The swarms of reflectors and the polite pass, and leave ashes;
Admirers, importers, obedient persons, make but the soul of literature;
America justifies itself, give it timeno disguise can deceive it, or conceal from
itit 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 themthere is no fear of
(The proof of a poet shall be sternly deferrd, till his country absorbs him as
affectionately as he has absorbd it.)
He masters whose spirit mastershe tastes sweetest who results sweetest in the long
The blood of the brawn beloved of time is unconstraint;
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
Already a nonchalant breed, silently emerging, appears on the streets,
Peoples lips salute only doers, lovers, satisfiers, positive knowers;
There will shortly be no more priestsI say their work is done,
Death is without emergencies here, but life is perpetual emergencies here,
Are your body, days, manners, superb? after death you shall be superb;
Justice, health, self-esteem, clear the way with irresistible power;
How dare you place anything before a man?
Fall behind me, States!
A man before allmyself, typical before all.
Give me the pay I have served for!
Give me to sing the song of the great Idea! take all the rest;
I have loved the earth, sun, animalsI have despised riches,
I have given alms to every one that askd, stood up for the stupid and crazy, devoted
income and labor to others,
I have hated tyrants, argued not concerning God, had patience and indulgence toward the
taken off my hat to nothing known or unknown,
I have gone freely with powerful uneducated persons, and with the young, and with the
I have read these leaves to myself in the open airI have tried them by trees, stars,
I have dismissd whatever insulted my own Soul or defiled my Body,
I have claimd nothing to myself which I have not carefully claimd for others
I have sped to the camps, and comrades found and accepted from every State;
(In war of you, as well as peace, my suit is good, Americasadly I boast;
Upon this breast has many a dying soldier leand, to breathe his last;
This arm, this hand, this voice, have nourishd, raisd, restored,
To life recalling many a prostrate form:)
I am willing to wait to be understood by the growth of the taste of myself,
I reject none, I permit all.
(Say, O mother! have I not to your thought been faithful?
Have I not, through life, kept you and yours before me?)
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 greatit is you up there, or any one;
It is to walk rapidly through civilizations, governments, theories,
Through poems, pageants, shows, to form great individuals.
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 individualnamely, to You.
(Mother! with subtle sense severewith the naked sword in your hand,
I saw you at last refuse to treat but directly with individuals.)
Underneath all, nativity,
I swear I will stand by my own nativitypious or impious, so be it;
I swear I am charmd with nothing except nativity,
Men, women, cities, nations, are only beautiful from nativity.
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
After this day I take my own modes of expressing love for men and women.
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
turbulence of The States.)
Underneath the lessons of things, spirits, Nature, governments, ownerships, I swear I
Underneath all, to me is myselfto you, yourself(the same monotonous old song.)
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 methe officers, capitols, armies, ships, are you and me,
Its endless gestations of new States are you and me,
The warthat war so bloody and grimthe war I will henceforth forgetwas
Natural and artificial are you and me,
Freedom, language, poems, employments, are you and me,
Past, present, future, are you and me.
I swear I dare not shirk any part of myself,
Not any part of America, good or bad,
Not the promulgation of Libertynot 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.
I swear I am for those that have never been masterd!
For men and women whose tempers have never been masterd,
For those whom laws, theories, conventions, can never master.
I swear I am for those who walk abreast with the whole earth!
Who inaugurate one, to inaugurate all.
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 Americait is the amountand it I teach again.
(Democracy! while weapons were everywhere aimd at your breast,
I saw you serenely give birth to immortal childrensaw in dreams your dilating form;
Saw you with spreading mantle covering the world.)
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!
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
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.
America isolated, yet embodying all, what is it finally except myself?
These Stateswhat are they except myself?
I know now why the earth is gross, tantalizing, wickedit is for my sake,
I take you to be mine, you beautiful, terrible, rude forms.
(Mother! bend down, bend close to me your face!
I know not what these plots and wars, and deferments are for;
I know not fruitions successbut I know that through war and peace your work
on, and must yet go on.)
.... Thus, by blue Ontarios shore,
While the winds fannd me, and the waves came trooping toward me,
I thrilld with the Powers pulsationsand the charm of my theme was upon
Till the tissues that held me, parted their ties upon me.
And I saw the free Souls of poets;
The loftiest bards of past ages strode before me,
Strange, large men, long unwaked, undisclosed, were disclosed to me.
O my rapt verse, my callmock me not!
Not for the bards of the pastnot to invoke them have I launchd you forth,
Not to call even those lofty bards here by Ontarios shores,
Have I sung so capricious and loud, my savage song.
Bards for my own land, only, I invoke;
(For the war, the war is overthe field is cleard,)
Till they strike up marches henceforth triumphant and onward,
To cheer, O mother, your boundless, expectant soul.
Bards grand as these days so grand!
Bards of the great Idea! Bards of the peaceful inventions! (for the war, the war is over!)
Yet Bards of the latent armiesa million soldiers waiting, ever-ready,
Bards towering like hills(no more these dots, these pigmies, these little piping
these gnats, that fill the hour, to pass for poets;)
Bards with songs as from burning coals, or the lightnings forkd stripes!
Ample Ohios bardsbards for California! inland bardsbards of the war;)
(As a wheel turns on its axle, so I find my chants turning finally on the war;)
Bards of pride! Bards tallying the oceans roar, and the swooping eagles
You, by my charm, I invoke!