|Stedman and Hutchinson, comps. A Library of American Literature:|
An Anthology in Eleven Volumes. 1891.
Vols. VIVIII: Literature of the Republic, Part III., 18351860
|By Walt Whitman (18191892)|
[Born in West Hills, Long Island, N. Y., 1819. Died in Camden, N. J., 1892. Leaves of Grass.
1855.Leaves of Grass, and Two Rivulets: Centennial Edition.
1876.Leaves of Grass: with additions.
1888.]TO FOREIGN LANDS.
I HEARD that you askd for something to prove this puzzle the New World,
|And to define America, her athletic Democracy,|
|Therefore I send you my poems that you behold in them what you wanted.|
I HEAR AMERICA SINGING.
I HEAR America singing, the varied carols I hear,
|Those of mechanics, each one singing his as it should be, blithe and strong,|| 5|
|The carpenter singing his as he measures his plank or beam,|
|The mason singing his as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work,|
|The boatman singing what belongs to him in his boat, the deckhand singing on the steamboat deck,|
|The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench, the hatter singing as he stands,|
|The wood-cutters song, the ploughboys on his way in the morning, or at noon intermission or at sundown,|| 10|
|The delicious singing of the mother, or of the young wife at work, or of the girl sewing or washing,|
|Each singing what belongs to him or her and to none else,|
|The day what belongs to the dayat night the party of young fellows, robust, friendly,|
|Singing with open mouths their strong melodious songs.|