And I will make a song of the organic bargains of These States - And a shrill song of curses on him who would dissever the Union;

And I will make a song for the ears of the President, full of weapons with menacing points,

And behind the weapons countless dissatisfied faces.

21. I will acknowledge contemporary lands,

I will trail the whole geography of the globe, and salute courteously every city large and small; And employments! I will put in my poems, that with you is heroism, upon land and sea-And I will report all heroism from an American point of view;

And sexual organs and acts! do you concentrate in me-For I am determined to tell you with courageous clear voice, to prove you illustrious.

22. I will sing the song of companionship,

I will show what alone must compact These,

I believe These are to found their own ideal of manly love, indicating it in me;

I will therefore let flame from me the burning fires that were threatening to consume me,

I will lift what has too long kept down those smouldering fires,

I will give them complete abandonment,

I will write the evangel-poem of comrades and of love, (For who but I should understand love, with all its sorrow and joy?

And who but I should be the poet of comrades?)

23. I am the credulous man of qualities, ages, races, I advance from the people en-masse in their own spirit,

Here is what sings unrestricted faith.

24. Omnes! Omnes!

Let others ignore what they may,

I make the poem of evil also

part also,

I commemorate that

I am myself just as much evil as good And I say there is in fact no evil,

Or if there is, I say it is just as important to you, to the earth, or to me, as anything else.

25. I too, following many, and followed by many, inaugurate a Religion-I too go to the wars,

It may be I am destined to utter the loudest cries thereof, the conqueror's shouts,

They may rise from me yet, and soar above every thing.

26. Each is not for its own sake,

I

say the whole earth, and all the stars in the sky, are for Religion's sake.

27. I say no man has ever been half devout enough, None has ever adored or worshipp'd half enough, None has begun to think how divine he himself is, and how certain the future is.

28. I specifically announce that the real and permanent grandeur of These States must be their Religion, Otherwise there is no real and permanent grandeur.

29. What are you doing, young man?

Are you so earnest - so given up to literature, science, art, amours?

These ostensible realities, materials, points?

Your ambition or business, whatever it may be?

30. It is well- Against such I say not a word—I am their poet also;

But behold! such swiftly subside-burnt up for
Religion's sake,

For not all matter is fuel to heat, impalpable flame,
the essential life of the earth,

Any more than such are to Religion.

31. What do you seek, so pensive and silent?

What do you need, comrade?

Mon cher! do you think it is love?

32. Proceed, comrade,

It is a painful thing to love a man or woman to excess - yet it satisfies - it is great,

But there is something else very great- it makes the whole coincide,

It, magnificent, beyond materials, with continuous hands, sweeps and provides for all.

33. OI see the following poems are indeed to drop in the earth the germs of a greater Religion.

34. My comrade!

For you, to share with me, two greatnesses

And a

third one, rising inclusive and more resplendent, The greatness of Love and Democracy and the greatness of Religion.

35. Mélange mine!

Mysterious ocean where the streams empty,

Prophetic spirit of materials shifting and flickering around me,

Wondrous interplay between the seen and unseen,
Living beings, identities, now doubtless near us, in
the air, that we know not of,

Extasy everywhere touching and thrilling me,
Contact daily and hourly that will not release me,
These selecting-These, in hints, demanded of me.

36. Not he, adhesive, kissing me so long with his daily kiss,

Has winded and twisted around me that which holds

me to him,

Any more than I am held to the heavens, to the spiritual world,

And to the identities of the Gods, my unknown lovers,

After what they have done to me, suggesting such themes.

37. O such themes! Equalities!

O amazement of things! O divine average!

O warblings under the sun- ushered, as now, or at noon, or setting!

O strain, musical, flowing through ages-now reach

ing hither,

I take to your reckless and composite chords

add to them, and cheerfully pass them forward.

I

38. As I have walked in Alabama my morning walk, I have seen where the she-bird, the mocking-bird, sat on her nest in the briers, hatching her brood.

39. I have seen the he-bird also,

I have paused to hear him, near at hand, inflating his throat, and joyfully singing.

40. And while I paused, it came to me that what he really sang for was not there only,

Nor for his mate nor himself only, nor all sent back by the echoes,

But subtle, clandestine, away beyond,

A charge transmitted, and gift occult, for those being born.

41. Democracy!

Near at hand to you a throat is now inflating itself and joyfully singing.

42. Ma femme!

For the brood beyond us and of us,

For those who belong here, and those to come,

I, exultant, to be ready for them, will now shake out carols stronger and haughtier than have ever yet been heard upon the earth.

43. I will make the songs of passions, to give them their

way,

And your songs, offenders

- for I scan you with kindred eyes, and carry you with me the same as any.

44. I will make the true poem of riches,

Namely, to earn for the body and the mind, what adheres, and goes forward, and is not dropt by death.

45. I will effuse egotism, and show it underlying allAnd I will be the bard of Personality;

And I will show of male and female that either is

but the equal of the other,

And I will show that there is no imperfection in male or female, or in the earth, or in the present and can be none in the future,

And I will show that whatever happens to anybody,
it may be turned to beautiful results - And I
will show that nothing can happen more beauti-
ful than death;

And I will thread a thread through my poems that
no one thing in the universe is inferior to another
thing,
And that all the things of the universe are perfect
miracles, each as profound as any.

46. I will not make poems with reference to parts,
But I will make leaves, poems, poemets, songs, says,
thoughts, with reference to ensemble;

And I will not sing with reference to a day, but with reference to all days,

And I will not make a poem, nor the least part of a poem, but has reference to the Soul,

Because, having looked at the objects of the universe, I find there is no one, nor any particle of one, but has reference to the Soul.

persons,

47. Was somebody asking to see the Soul? See! your own shape and countenance. substances, beasts, the trees, the running rivers, the rocks and sands.

48. All hold spiritual joys, and afterward loosen them, How can the real body ever die, and be buried?

49. Of your real body, and any man's or woman's real body, item for item, it will elude the hands of the corpse-cleaners, and pass to fitting spheres, carrying what has accrued to it from the moment of birth to the moment of death.

50. Not the types set up by the printer return their impression, the meaning, the main concern, any more than a man's substance and life, or a woman's substance and life, return in the body and the Soul, indifferently before death and after death.

51. Behold! the body includes and is the meaning, the and includes and is the Soul;

main concern