I Hear America Singing.

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I HEAR AMERICA SINGING.

I HEAR America singing, the varied carols I hear; Those of mechanics—each one singing his, as it should
be, blithe and strong; The carpenter singing his, as he measures his plank or
beam, The mason singing his, as he makes ready for work, or
leaves off work; The boatman singing what belongs to him in his boat—
the deck-hand singing on the steamboat deck; The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench—the
hatter singing as he stands; The wood-cutter's song—the ploughboy's, on his way in
the morning, or at the noon intermission, or at
sundown; The delicious singing of the mother—or of the young
wife at work—or of the girl sewing or washing—
Each singing what belongs to her, and to none
else; The day what belongs to the day—At night, the party
of young fellows, robust, friendly, Singing, with open mouths, their strong melodious
songs.

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