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I Hear America Singing.

Part of the cluster THE ANSWERER.


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  
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  
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  
The day what belongs to the day—At night, the party  
 of young fellows, robust, friendly,
Singing, with open mouths, their strong melodious  

Part of the cluster THE ANSWERER.

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