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POETS to come!Not to-day is to justify me, and Democracy, and what we are for; M
[ begin page 318 ]ppp.00473.318.jpg But you, a new brood, native, athletic, continental, greater than before known,You must justify me.2I but write one or two indicative words for the future,I but advance a moment, only to wheel and hurry back in the darkness.3I am a man who, sauntering along, without fully stopping, turns a casual look upon you, and then averts his face,Leaving it to you to prove and define it,Expecting the main things from you.