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108 O voices of greater orators! I pause—I listen for
 * you!

O you States! Cities! defiant of all outside authority!
 * I spring at once into your arms! you I most
 * love!

O you grand Presidentiads! I wait for you! New history! New heroes! I project you! Visions of poets! only you really last! O sweep on!
 * sweep on!

O Death! O you striding there! O I cannot yet! O heights! O infinitely too swift and dizzy yet! O purged lumine! you threaten me more than I can
 * stand!

O present! I return while yet I may to you! O poets to come, I depend upon you!



announcing itself, (many in one,) I myself make the only growth by which I can be
 * appreciated,

I reject none, accept all, reproduce all in my own
 * forms.

A breed whose testimony is behavior, What we are —nativity is answer enough
 * to objections;

We wield ourselves as a weapon is wielded,