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object:1.whitman - As A Strong Bird On Pinious Free
author class:Walt Whitman
subject class:Poetry
book class:Whitman - Poems
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. As a strong bird on pinions free,
Joyous, the amplest spaces heavenward cleaving,
Such be the thought I'd think to-day of thee, America,
Such be the recitative I'd bring to-day for thee.

The conceits of the poets of other lands I bring thee not,
Nor the compliments that have served their turn so long,
Nor rhymenor the classicsnor perfume of foreign court, or indoor
    library;
But an odor I'd bring to-day as from forests of pine in the north, in
    Maineor breath of an Illinois prairie,
With open airs of Virginia, or Georgia, or Tennesseeor from Texas
    uplands, or Florida's glades,
With presentment of Yellowstone's scenes, or Yosemite;      


And murmuring under, pervading all, I'd bring the rustling sea-sound,
That endlessly sounds from the two great seas of the world.

And for thy subtler sense, subtler refrains, O Union!
Preludes of intellect tallying these and theemind-formulas fitted
    for theereal, and sane, and large as these and thee;
Thou, mounting higher, diving deeper than we knewthou
    transcendental Union!
By thee Fact to be justifiedblended with Thought;
Thought of Man justifiedblended with God:
Through thy Idealo! the immortal Reality!
Through thy Realitylo! the immortal Idea!


Brain of the New World! what a task is thine!          


To formulate the Modern..Out of the peerless grandeur of the
    modern,
Out of Thyselfcomprising Scienceto recast Poems, Churches, Art,
(Recastmay-be discard them, end themMay-be their work is done
    who knows?)
By vision, hand, conception, on the background of the mighty past,
    the dead,
To limn, with absolute faith, the mighty living present.

(And yet, thou living, present brain! heir of the dead, the Old World
    brain!
Thou that lay folded, like an unborn babe, within its folds so long!
Thou carefully prepared by it so long!haply thou but unfoldest it
    only maturest it;
It to eventuate in theethe essence of the by-gone time contain'd in
    thee;
Its poems, churches, arts, unwitting to themselves, destined with
    reference to thee,                    


The fruit of all the Old, ripening to-day in thee.)


Sailsail thy best, ship of Democracy!
Of value is thy freight'tis not the Present only,
The Past is also stored in thee!
Thou holdest not the venture of thyself alonenot of thy western
    continent alone;
Earth's rsum entire floats on thy keel, O shipis steadied by thy
    spars;
With thee Time voyages in trustthe antecedent nations sink or swim
    with thee;
With all their ancient struggles, martyrs, heroes, epics, wars, thou
    bear'st the other continents;
Theirs, theirs as much as thine, the destination-port triumphant:
Steer, steer with good strong hand and wary eye, O helmsmanthou
    carryest great companions,                


Venerable, priestly Asia sails this day with thee,
And royal, feudal Europe sails with thee.


Beautiful World of new, superber Birth, that rises to my eyes,
Like a limitless golden cloud, filling the western sky;
Emblem of general Maternity, lifted above all;
Sacred shape of the bearer of daughters and sons;
Out of thy teeming womb, thy giant babes in ceaseless procession
    issuing,
Acceding from such gestation, taking and giving continual strength
    and life;
World of the Real! world of the twain in one!
World of the Soulborn by the world of the real aloneled to
    identity, body, by it alone;                


Yet in beginning onlyincalculable masses of composite, precious
    materials,
By history's cycles forwardedby every nation, language, hither
    sent,
Ready, collected herea freer, vast, electric World, to be
    constructed here,
(The true New Worldthe world of orbic Science, Morals, Literatures
    to come,)
Thou Wonder World, yet undefined, unform'dneither do I define thee;
How can I pierce the impenetrable blank of the future?
I feel thy ominous greatness, evil as well as good;
I watch thee, advancing, absorbing the present, transcending the
    past;
I see thy light lighting and thy shadow shadowing, as if the entire
    globe;
But I do not undertake to define theehardly to comprehend thee;


I but thee namethee prophecyas now!
I merely thee ejaculate!

Thee in thy future;
Thee in thy only permanent life, careerthy own unloosen'd mindthy
    soaring spirit;
Thee as another equally needed sun, Americaradiant, ablaze, swift-
    moving, fructifying all;
Thee! risen in thy potent cheerfulness and joythy endless, great
    hilarity!
(Scattering for good the cloud that hung so longthat weigh'd so
    long upon the mind of man,
The doubt, suspicion, dread, of gradual, certain decadence of man
Thee in thy larger, saner breeds of Female, Malethee in thy
    athletes, moral, spiritual, South, North, West, East,
(To thy immortal breasts, Mother of All, thy every daughter, son,
    endear'd alike, forever equal              


Thee in thy own musicians, singers, artists, unborn yet, but certain;
Thee in thy moral wealth and civilization (until which thy proudest
    material wealth and civilization must remain in vain
Thee in thy all-supplying, all-enclosing Worshipthee in no single
    bible, saviour, merely,
Thy saviours countless, latent within thyselfthy bibles incessant,
    within thyself, equal to any, divine as any;
Thee in an education grown of theein teachers, studies, students,
    born of thee;
Thee in thy democratic fetes, en massethy high original festivals,
    operas, lecturers, preachers;
Thee in thy ultimata, (the preparations only now completedthe
    edifice on sure foundations tied,)
Thee in thy pinnacles, intellect, thoughtthy topmost rational
    joysthy love, and godlike aspiration,
In thy resplendent coming literatithy full-lung'd oratorsthy
    sacerdotal bardskosmic savans,
These! these in thee, (certain to come,) to-day I prophecy.    




Land tolerating allaccepting allnot for the good aloneall good
    for thee;
Land in the realms of God to be a realm unto thyself;
Under the rule of God to be a rule unto thyself.

(Lo! where arise three peerless stars,
To be thy natal stars, my countryEnsembleEvolutionFreedom,
Set in the sky of Law.)

Land of unprecedented faithGod's faith!
Thy soil, thy very subsoil, all upheav'd;
The general inner earth, so long, so sedulously draped over, now and
    hence for what it is, boldly laid bare,
Open'd by thee to heaven's light, for benefit or bale.      



Not for success alone;
Not to fair-sail unintermitted always;
The storm shall dash thy facethe murk of war, and worse than war,
    shall cover thee all over;
(Wert capable of warits tug and trials? Be capable of peace, its
    trials;
For the tug and mortal strain of nations come at last in peacenot
    war
In many a smiling mask death shall approach, beguiling theethou in
    disease shalt swelter;
The livid cancer spread its hideous claws, clinging upon thy breasts,
    seeking to strike thee deep within;
Consumption of the worstmoral consumptionshall rouge thy face
    with hectic:
But thou shalt face thy fortunes, thy diseases, and surmount them
    all,
Whatever they are to-day, and whatever through time they may be,



They each and all shall lift, and pass away, and cease from thee;
While thou, Time's spirals roundingout of thyself, thyself still
    extricating, fusing,
Equable, natural, mystical Union thou(the mortal with immortal
    blent,)
Shalt soar toward the fulfilment of the futurethe spirit of the
    body and the mind,
The Soulits destinies.

The Soul, its destiniesthe real real,
(Purport of all these apparitions of the real
In thee, America, the Soul, its destinies;
Thou globe of globes! thou wonder nebulous!
By many a throe of heat and cold convuls'd(by these thyself
    solidifying                      



Thou mental, moral orb! thou New, indeed new, Spiritual World!
The Present holds thee notfor such vast growth as thinefor such
    unparallel'd flight as thine,
The Future only holds thee, and can hold thee.






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