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Название: WALT WHITMAN Ultimate Collection: 500+ Works in Poetry & Prose

Автор: Walt Whitman

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      Poets to come! orators, singers, musicians to come!

       Not to-day is to justify me and answer what I am for,

       But you, a new brood, native, athletic, continental, greater than

       before known,

       Arouse! for you must justify me.

      I myself but write one or two indicative words for the future,

       I but advance a moment only to wheel and hurry back in the darkness.

      I am a man who, sauntering along without fully stopping, turns a

       casual look upon you and then averts his face,

       Leaving it to you to prove and define it,

       Expecting the main things from you.

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      Stranger, if you passing meet me and desire to speak to me, why

       should you not speak to me?

       And why should I not speak to you?

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      Thou reader throbbest life and pride and love the same as I,

       Therefore for thee the following chants.

      BOOK II

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      1

       Starting from fish-shape Paumanok where I was born,

       Well-begotten, and rais’d by a perfect mother,

       After roaming many lands, lover of populous pavements,

       Dweller in Mannahatta 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 Dakota’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       Or withdrawn to muse and meditate in some deep recess,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 earth, rocks, Fifth-month flowers experienced, stars, rain, snow,

       my amaze,

       Having studied the mocking-bird’s tones and the flight of the

       mountain-hawk,

       And heard at dawn the unrivall’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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       Victory, union, faith, identity, time,

       The indissoluble compacts, riches, mystery,

       Eternal progress, the kosmos, and the modern reports.

       This then is life,

       Here is what has come to the surface after so many throes and convulsions.

      How curious! how real!

       Underfoot the divine soil, overhead the sun.

      See revolving the globe,

       The ancestor-continents away group’d together,

       The present and future continents north and south, with the isthmus

       between.

      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, projected through time,

       For me an audience interminable.

      With firm and regular step they wend, they never stop,

       Successions of men, Americanos, a hundred millions,

       One generation playing its part and passing on,

       Another generation playing its part and passing on in its turn,

       With faces turn’d sideways or backward towards me to listen,

       With eyes retrospective towards me.

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       Americanos! conquerors! marches humanitarian!

       Foremost! century marches! Libertad! masses!

       For you a programme of chants.

      Chants of the prairies,

       Chants of the long-running Mississippi, and down to the Mexican sea,

       Chants of Ohio, Indiana, Illinois, Iowa, Wisconsin and Minnesota,

       Chants going forth from the centre from Kansas, and thence equidistant,

       Shooting in pulses of fire ceaseless to vivify all.

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       Take my leaves America, take them South and take them North,

       Make welcome for them everywhere, for they are your own off-spring,

       Surround them East and West, for they would surround you,

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