As I Walk These Broad, Majestic Days.
Part of the cluster MARCHES NOW THE WAR IS OVER.
As I Walk These Broad, Majestic Days.
1As I walk these broad, majestic days of peace, (For the war, the struggle of blood finish'd, wherein, Oterrific Ideal! Against vast odds, having gloriously won, Now thou stridest on—yet perhaps in time toward
denser wars, Perhaps to engage in time in still more dreadful con-
tests, dangers, Longer campaigns and crises, labors beyond all others;) —As I walk, solitary, unattended, Around me I hear that eclat of the world—politics,
produce, The announcements of recognized things—science, The approved growth of cities, and the spread of inven-
tions. 2I see the ships (they will last a few years,) The vast factories, with their foremen and workmen, And hear the endorsement of all, and do not object to
it. 3But I too announce solid things; Science, ships, politics, cities, factories, are not nothing
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Like a grand procession, to music of distant bugles, pouring, triumphantly moving—and grander
heaving in sight; They stand for realities—all is as it should be. 4Then my realities; What else is so real as mine? Libertad, and the divine average—Freedom to every
slave on the face of the earth, The rapt promises and lumin of seers—the spiritual
world—these centuries-lasting songs, And our visions, the visions of poets, the most solid
announcements of any. 5For we support all, fuse all, After the rest is done and gone, we remain; There is no final reliance but upon us; Democracy rests finally upon us, (I, my brethren, be-
gin it,) And our visions sweep through eternity.
Part of the cluster MARCHES NOW THE WAR IS OVER.