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4.
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POETS to come!
Not to-day is to justify me, and Democracy, and what
we are for;
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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.