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22 See, mechanics, busy at their benches, with tools—
 * See from among them, superior judges, philosophs,
 * Presidents, emerge, dressed in working
 * dresses;

See, lounging through the shops and fields of The
 * States, me, well-beloved, close-held by day and
 * night,

Hear the loud echo of my songs there! Read the
 * hints come at last.

O my comrade! O you and me at last—and us two only; O power, liberty, eternity at last! O to be relieved of distinctions! to make as much
 * of vices as virtues!

O to level occupations and the sexes! O to bring
 * all to common ground! O adhesiveness!

O the pensive aching to be together—you know not
 * why, and I know not why.

O a word to clear one's path ahead endlessly! O something extatic and undemonstrable! O music
 * wild!

O now I triumph—and you shall also; O hand in hand—O wholesome pleasure—O one
 * more desirer and lover,

O haste, firm holding—haste, haste on, with me.