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Leaves of Grass.

Aware of the buffalo, the peace-herds, the bull,
strong-breasted and hairy,
Aware of the mocking-bird of the wilds at daybreak,
Solitary, singing in the west, I strike up for a new
world.

2.Victory, union, faith, identity, time, the Soul, yourself,
the present and future lands, the indissoluble
compacts, riches, mystery, eternal progress,
the kosmos, and the modern reports.

3.This then is life,
Here is what has come to the surface after so many
throes and convulsions.

4.How curious! How real!
Underfoot the divine soil—Overhead the sun.

5.See, revolving,
The globe—the ancestor-continents, away, grouped
together,
The present and future continents, north and south,
with the isthmus between.

6.See, vast, trackless spaces,
As in a dream, they change, they swiftly fill,
Countless masses debouch upon them,
They are now covered with the foremost people, arts,
institutions known.

7. See projected, through time.
For me, an audience interminable.