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object:1.whitman - So Long
author class:Walt Whitman
subject class:Poetry
book class:Whitman - Poems
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TO concludeI announce what comes after me;
I announce mightier offspring, orators, days, and then, for the
    present, depart.

I remember I said, before my leaves sprang at all,
I would raise my voice jocund and strong, with reference to
    consummations.

When America does what was promis'd,
When there are plentiful athletic bards, inland and seaboard,
When through These States walk a hundred millions of superb persons,
When the rest part away for superb persons, and contribute to them,
When breeds of the most perfect mothers denote America,
Then to me and mine our due fruition.            

I have press'd through in my own right,
I have sung the Body and the SoulWar and Peace have I sung,
And the songs of Life and of Birthand shown that there are many
    births:
I have offer'd my style to everyoneI have journey'd with confident
    step;
While my pleasure is yet at the full, I whisper, So long!
And take the young woman's hand, and the young man's hand, for the
    last time.

I announce natural persons to arise;
I announce justice triumphant;
I announce uncompromising liberty and equality;
I announce the justification of candor, and the justification of
    pride.                          

I announce that the identity of These States is a single identity
    only;
I announce the Union more and more compact, indissoluble;
I announce splendors and majesties to make all the previous politics
    of the earth insignificant.

I announce adhesivenessI say it shall be limitless, unloosen'd;
I say you shall yet find the friend you were looking for.

I announce a man or woman comingperhaps you are the one, (So long!)
I announce the great individual, fluid as Nature, chaste,
    affectionate, compassionate, fully armed.

I announce a life that shall be copious, vehement, spiritual, bold;
I announce an end that shall lightly and joyfully meet its
    translation;
I announce myriads of youths, beautiful, gigantic, sweet-blooded;

I announce a race of splendid and savage old men.

O thicker and faster! (So long!)
O crowding too close upon me;
I foresee too muchit means more than I thought;
It appears to me I am dying.

Hasten throat, and sound your last!
Salute mesalute the days once more. Peal the old cry once more.

Screaming electric, the atmosphere using,
At random glancing, each as I notice absorbing,
Swiftly on, but a little while alighting,            


Curious envelop'd messages delivering,
Sparkles hot, seed ethereal, down in the dirt dropping,
Myself unknowing, my commission obeying, to question it never daring,
To ages, and ages yet, the growth of the seed leaving,
To troops out of me, out of the army, the war arisingthey the tasks
    I have set promulging,
To women certain whispers of myself bequeathingtheir affection me
    more clearly explaining,
To young men my problems offeringno dallier II the muscle of
    their brains trying,
So I passa little time vocal, visible, contrary;
Afterward, a melodious echo, passionately bent for(death making me
    really undying
The best of me then when no longer visiblefor toward that I have
    been incessantly preparing.                

What is there more, that I lag and pause, and crouch extended with
    unshut mouth?
Is there a single final farewell?

My songs ceaseI abandon them;
From behind the screen where I hid I advance personally, solely to
    you.

Camerado! This is no book;
Who touches this, touches a man;
(Is it night? Are we here alone?)
It is I you hold, and who holds you;
I spring from the pages into your armsdecease calls me forth.

O how your fingers drowse me!                  

Your breath falls around me like dewyour pulse lulls the tympans of
    my ears;
I feel immerged from head to foot;
Deliciousenough.

Enough, O deed impromptu and secret!
Enough, O gliding present! Enough, O summ'd-up past!

Dear friend, whoever you are, take this kiss,
I give it especially to youDo not forget me;
I feel like one who has done work for the day, to retire awhile;
I receive now again of my many translationsfrom my avataras
    ascendingwhile others doubtless await me;        

An unknown sphere, more real than I dream'd, more direct, darts
    awakening rays about meSo long!
Remember my wordsI may again return,
I love youI depart from materials;
I am as one disembodied, triumphant, dead.






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