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his or her body under- stands understands by subtle analogies all other theories, The theory of a city

meanings unknown before, Subtler than ever, more harmony, as if born here, related here, Not to the city's

A NEWER garden of creation, no primal solitude, Dense, joyous, modern, populous millions, cities and

the wounded groaning in agony, The hiss and crackle of flames, the blacken'd ruins, the embers of cities

Lo soul, the retrospect brought forward, The old, most populous, wealthiest of earth's lands, The streams

from east to west as they lie unclothed, The Asiatic and African are hand in hand, the European and American

stands; Let judges and criminals be transposed—let the prison-keepers be put in prison—let those that were

To think that the sun rose in the east—that men and women were flexible, real, alive—that every thing

To think the thought of death merged in the thought of materials, To think of all these wonders of city

To think how much pleasure there is, Do you enjoy yourself in the city? or engaged in business?

7 It is not to diffuse you that you were born of your mother and father, it is to identify you, It is

The threads that were spun are gather'd, the weft crosses the warp, the pattern is systematic.

touching, including God, including Saviour and Satan, Ethereal, pervading all, (for without me what were

what were God?)

burial-places to find him, And I found that every place was a burial-place; The houses full of life were

streets, the shipping, the places of amusement, the Chicago, Boston, Philadelphia, the Mannahatta, were

now I am willing to disregard burial-places and dispense with them, And if the memorials of the dead were

I saw the rich ladies in full dress at the soiree, I heard what the singers were singing so long, Heard

noises of the night-owl and the wild-cat, and the whirr of the rattlesnake, The mocking-bird, the American

I WAS asking for something specific and perfect for my city, Whereupon lo!

there is in a name, a word, liquid, sane, unruly, musical, self-sufficient, I see that the word of my city

broken ice in the river, passing along up or down with the flood-tide or ebb-tide, The mechanics of the city

people—manners free and superb—open voices— hospitality—the most courageous and friendly young men, City

city of spires and masts! City nested in bays! my city!

holds at the high, with bosom broad outswelling, All throbs, dilates—the farms, woods, streets of cities—workmen

[Impromptu on Buffalo City's monument to, and re-burial of the old Iroquois orator, October 9, 1884.]

not, the same:) Wherever sails a ship, or house is built on land, or day or night, Through teeming cities

—unlimn'd they disappear; To-day gives place, and fades—the cities, farms, factories fade; A muffled

I descend to lave the drouths, atomies, dust-layers of the globe, And all that in them without me were

Have you learn'd lessons only of those who admired you, and were tender with you, and stood aside for

[Voltaire closed a famous argument by claiming that a ship of war and the grand opera were proofs enough

Indifferently, 'mid public, private haunts, in solitude, Behind the mountain and the wood, Companion of the city's

for I think I have reason to be the proudest son alive—for I am the son of the brawny and tall-topt city

sight of products, they shall enjoy the sight of the beef, lumber, bread-stuffs, of Chicago the great city

all to the front, Invisibly with thee walking with kings with even pace the round world's promenade, Were

world, politics, produce, The announcements of recognized things, science, The approved growth of cities

But I too announce solid things, Science, ships, politics, cities, factories, are not nothing, Like a

European kings removed, I see this day the People beginning their landmarks, (all others give way;) Never were

what life, what joy and pride, With all the perils were yours.)

How the great cities appear—how the Democratic masses, turbu- lent turbulent , wilful, as I love them

sloping down there where the fresh free giver the mother, the Mississippi flows, Of mighty inland cities

of the Western Sea, As I roam'd the streets of inland Chicago, whatever streets I have roam'd, Or cities

respond within their breasts, their brains, the sad reverberations,) The passionate toll and clang—city

to city, joining, sounding, passing, Those heart-beats of a Nation in the night.

announce adhesiveness, I say it shall be limitless, unloosen'd, I say you shall yet find the friend you were

My city's fit and noble name resumed, Choice aboriginal name, with marvellous beauty, meaning, A rocky

Brave, brave were the soldiers (high named to-day) who lived through the fight; But the bravest press'd

The touch of flame—the illuminating fire—the loftiest look at last, O'er city, passion, sea—o'er prairie

, (was the answer,) We only know that we drift here with the rest, That we linger'd and lagg'd—but were

whenever the ebb or flood tide began the latter part of day, of punctually visiting those at that time populous

Intellectual and emotional natures would be at their best: Deaths were always easier; medicines seem'd

These two, with modern arms, transportation, and inventive American genius, would make the United States

oftener in autumn, perfectly clear weather, in plain sight, Camps far or near, the crowded streets of cities

endowing all those, Lighting the light, the sky and stars, delving the earth, sailing the sea, (What were

Only I will establish in the Mannahatta and in every city of these States inland and seaboard, And in

Through youth and through middle and old age, how unfaltering, how affectionate and faithful they were

, menials, priests alarming, air breathing, water drinking, on the turf or the sea-beach dancing, Cities

and Oregon; Sojourning east a while longer, soon I travel toward you, to remain, to teach robust American

I DREAM'D in a dream I saw a city invincible to the attacks of the whole of the rest of the earth, I

dream'd that was the new city of Friends, Nothing was greater there than the quality of robust love,

it led the rest, It was seen every hour in the actions of the men of that city, And in all their looks

Or the vaunted glory and growth of the great city spread around me?

invisible, Now it is you, compact, visible, realizing my poems, seeking me, Fancying how happy you were

if I could be with you and become your comrade; Be it as if I were with you.

what persons and cities are here? Who are the infants, some playing, some slumbering?

I see the cities of the earth and make myself at random a part of them, I am a real Parisian, I am a

Christiania or Stockholm, or in Siberian Irkutsk, or in some street in Iceland, I descend upon all those cities

What cities the light or warmth penetrates I penetrate those cities myself, All islands to which birds

You flagg'd walks of the cities! you strong curbs at the edges! You ferries!

I think heroic deeds were all conceiv'd in the open air, and all free poems also, I think I could stop

Whoever accepts me he or she shall be blessed and shall bless me. 6 Now if a thousand perfect men were

many distant countries, habituès of far-distant dwellings, Trusters of men and women, observers of cities

couple, and the fruits of orchards and flowers of gardens, To take to your use out of the compact cities

Look'd toward the lower bay to notice the vessels arriving, Saw their approach, saw aboard those that were

and yellow light over the tops of houses, and down into the clefts of streets. 4 These and all else were

to me the same as they are to you, I loved well those cities, loved well the stately and rapid river

, The men and women I saw were all near to me, Others the same—others who look back on me because I look'd

also, The best I had done seem'd to me blank and suspicious, My great thoughts as I supposed them, were

SONG OF THE ANSWERER. 1 NOW list to my morning's romanza, I tell the signs of the Answerer, To the cities

, The best farms, others toiling and planting and he unavoidably reaps, The noblest and costliest cities