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suffice me—O if I could but obtain knowledge! Then engrossed me—the south savannas engrossed me—For them I would live —I would be their orator; Then I met the examples of old and new heroes—I heard warriors, sailors, and all dauntless persons—And it seemed to me I too had it in me to be as dauntless as any, and would be so; And then to finish all, it came to me to strike up the songs of the New World—And then I believed my life must be spent in singing; But now take notice, Land of the prairies, Land of the south savannas, Ohio's land, |
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Take notice, you Kanuck woods—and you, Lake Huron—and all that with you roll toward Niagara—and you Niagara also, And you, Californian mountains—that you all find some one else that he be your singer of songs, For I can be your singer of songs no longer — I have ceased to enjoy them. I have found him who loves me, as I him in perfect love, With the rest I dispense—I sever from all that I thought would suffice me, for it does not--it is now empty and tasteless to me, I heed knowledge, and the grandeur of The States, and the examples of heroes, no more, |
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I am indifferent to my own songs—I am to
go with him I love, and he is to go with me, It is to be enough for each of us that we are together—We never separate again. - |
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