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A SIGHT in camp in the day-break grey and dim,
As slow I walk in the cool fresh air, the path near by the hospitaltent,Three forms I see on stretchers lying, brought out there, untendedlying,Over each the blanket spread, ample brownish woollen blanket,Grey and heavy blanket, folding, covering all.Curious, I halt, and silent stand;Then with light fingers I from the face of the nearest, the…
THROUGH the soft evening air enwrinding all,
In dulcet streams, in flutes’ and cornets’ notes,Electric, pensive, turbulent artificial,(Yet strangely fitting even here, meanings unknown before,Subtler than ever, more harmony, as if born here, related here,Not to the city’s fresco’d rooms, not to the audience of the operahouse,Sounds, echoes, wandering strains, as really here at home,Sonnambula’s innocent love, trios with Norma’s anguish,And thy…
Space and Time! now I see it is true, what I guess’d at,
What I guess’d while I lay alone in my bed,And again as I walk’d the beach under the paling stars of the morning.My ties and ballasts leave me, my elbows rest in sea-gaps,I skirt sierras, my palms cover continents,I am afoot with my vision.By the city’s quadrangular houses—in log huts, camping with lumbermen,Along the ruts…
It is time to explain myself—let us stand up.
I launch all men and women forward with me into the Unknown.The clock indicates the moment—but what does eternity indicate?We have thus far exhausted trillions of winters and summers,There are trillions ahead, and trillions ahead of them.Births have brought us richness and variety,And other births will bring us richness and variety.I do not call one…
AH poverties, wincings, and sulky retreats!
(For what is my life, or any man’s life, but a conflict with foes–the old, the incessant war?)You degradations–you tussle with passions and appetites;You smarts from dissatisfied friendships, (ah wounds, the sharpest ofall;)You toil of painful and choked articulations–you meannesses;You shallow tongue-talks at tables, (my tongue the shallowest ofany;)You broken resolutions, you racking angers, you…
LONG, too long, O land,
prosperity only;But now, ah now, to learn from crises of anguish–advancing,grappling with direst fate, and recoiling not;And now to conceive, and show to the world, what your childrenen-masse really are;(For who except myself has yet conceiv’d what your children en-massereally are?)