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The Indications

THE INDICATIONS.

1 THE indications, and tally of time; Perfect sanity shows the master among philosophs; Time, always without flaw, indicates itself in parts; What always indicates the poet, is the crowd of the  
 pleasant company of singers, and their words;
The words of the singers are the hours or minutes of  
 the light or dark—but the words of the maker  
 of poems are the general light and dark;
The maker of poems settles justice, reality, immor- 
 tality,
His insight and power encircle things and the human  
 race,
He is the glory and extract, thus far, of things, and  
 of the human race.
2The singers do not beget—only the POET begets; The singers are welcom'd, understood, appear often  
 enough—but rare has the day been, likewise  
 the spot, of the birth of the maker of poems,
Not every century, or every five centuries, has con- 
 tain such a day, for all its names.
3The singers of successive hours of centuries may  
 have ostensible names, but the name of each of  
 them is one of the singers,
The name of each is, eye-singer, ear-singer, head- 
 singer, sweet-singer, echo-singer, parlor-singer,  
 love-singer, or something else.
4All this time, and at all times, wait the words of  
 poems;
The greatness of sons is the exuding of the greatness  
 of mothers and fathers,
  [ begin page 314 ]ppp.00473.314.jpg The words of poems are the tuft and final applause of  
 science.
5Divine instinct, breadth of vision, the law of rea- 
 son, health, rudeness of body, withdrawnness,  
 gayety, sun-tan, air-sweetness—such are some  
 of the words of poems.
6The sailor and traveler underlie the maker of poems, The builder, geometer, chemist, anatomist, phrenolo- 
 gist, artist—all these underlie the maker of  
 poems.
7The words of the true poems give you more than  
 poems,
They give you to form for yourself, poems, religions,  
 politics, war, peace, behavior, histories, essays,  
 romances, and everything else,
They balance ranks, colors, races, creeds, and the  
 sexes,
They do not seek beauty—they are sought, Forever touching them, or close upon them, follows  
 beauty, longing, fain, love-sick.
8They prepare for death—yet are they not the finish,  
 but rather the outset,
They bring none to his or her terminus, or to be con- 
 tent and full;
Whom they take, they take into space, to behold the  
 birth of stars, to behold one of the meanings,
To launch off with absolute faith—to sweep through  
 the ceaseless rings, and never be quiet again.
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