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POEM OF JOYS.
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1O TO make a most jubilant poem!
O full of music! Full of manhood, womanhood,
infancy!
infancy!
O full of common employments! Full of grain and
trees.
trees.
2O for the voices of animals! O for the swiftness and
balance of fishes!
balance of fishes!
O for the dropping of rain-drops in a poem!
O for the sunshine and motion of waves in a poem.
3O to be on the sea! the wind, the wide waters
around;
around;
O to sail in a ship under full sail at sea.
4O the joy of my spirit! It is uncaged! It darts like
lightning!
lightning!
It is not enough to have this globe, or a certain time
—I will have thousands of globes, and all time.
—I will have thousands of globes, and all time.
5O the engineer's joys!
To go with a locomotive!
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To hear the hiss of steam—the merry shriek—the
steam-whistle—the laughing locomotive!
steam-whistle—the laughing locomotive!
To push with resistless way, and speed off in the
distance.
distance.
6O the horseman's and horsewoman's joys!
The saddle—the gallop—the pressure upon the seat
—the cool gurgling by the ears and hair.
—the cool gurgling by the ears and hair.
7O the fireman's joys!
I hear the alarm at dead of night,
I hear bells—shouts!—I pass the crowd—I run!
The sight of the flames maddens me with pleasure.
8O the joy of the strong-brawned fighter, towering
in the arena, in perfect condition, conscious of
power, thirsting to meet his opponent.
in the arena, in perfect condition, conscious of
power, thirsting to meet his opponent.
9O the joy of that vast elemental sympathy which only
the human Soul is capable of generating and
emitting in steady and limitless floods.
the human Soul is capable of generating and
emitting in steady and limitless floods.
10O the mother's joys!
The watching—the endurance—the precious love—
the anguish—the patiently yielded life.
the anguish—the patiently yielded life.
11O the joy of increase, growth, recuperation,
The joy of soothing and pacifying—the joy of
concord and harmony.
concord and harmony.
12O to go back to the place where I was born!
O to hear the birds sing once more!
To ramble about the house and barn, and over the
fields, once more,
fields, once more,
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And through the orchard and along the old lanes
once more.
once more.
13O male and female!
O the presence of women! (I swear, nothing is more
exquisite to me than the presence of women;)
exquisite to me than the presence of women;)
O for the girl, my mate! O for happiness with my
mate!
mate!
O the young man as I pass! O I am sick after the
friendship of him who, I fear, is indifferent
to me.
friendship of him who, I fear, is indifferent
to me.
14O the streets of cities!
The flitting faces—the expressions, eyes, feet, cos-
tumes! O I cannot tell how welcome they are
to me;
tumes! O I cannot tell how welcome they are
to me;
O of men—of women toward me as I pass—The
memory of only one look—the boy lingering
and waiting.
memory of only one look—the boy lingering
and waiting.
15O to have been brought up on bays, lagoons, creeks,
or along the coast!
or along the coast!
O to continue and be employed there all my life!
O the briny and damp smell—the shore—the salt
weeds exposed at low water,
weeds exposed at low water,
The work of fishermen—the work of the eel-fisher
and clam-fisher.
and clam-fisher.
16O it is I!
I come with my clam-rake and spade! I come with
my eel-spear;
my eel-spear;
Is the tide out? I join the group of clam-diggers on
the flats,
the flats,
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I laugh and work with them—I joke at my work,
like a mettlesome young man.
like a mettlesome young man.
17In winter I take my eel-basket and eel-spear and travel
out on foot on the ice—I have a small axe to cut
holes in the ice;
out on foot on the ice—I have a small axe to cut
holes in the ice;
Behold me, well-clothed, going gayly, or returning in
the afternoon—my brood of tough boys accom-
panying me,
the afternoon—my brood of tough boys accom-
panying me,
My brood of grown and part-grown boys, who love
to be with none else so well as they love to be
with me,
to be with none else so well as they love to be
with me,
By day to work with me, and by night to sleep with
me.
me.
18Or, another time, in warm weather, out in a boat, to
lift the lobster-pots, where they are sunk with
heavy stones, (I know the buoys;)
lift the lobster-pots, where they are sunk with
heavy stones, (I know the buoys;)
O the sweetness of the Fifth Month morning upon the
water, as I row, just before sunrise, toward the
buoys;
water, as I row, just before sunrise, toward the
buoys;
I pull the wicker pots up slantingly—the dark green
lobsters are desperate with their claws, as I take
them out—I insert wooden pegs in the joints of
their pincers,
lobsters are desperate with their claws, as I take
them out—I insert wooden pegs in the joints of
their pincers,
I go to all the places, one after another, and then row
back to the shore,
back to the shore,
There, in a huge kettle of boiling water, the lobsters
shall be boiled till their color becomes scarlet.
shall be boiled till their color becomes scarlet.
19Or, another time, mackerel-taking,
Voracious, mad for the hook, near the surface, they
seem to fill the water for miles;
seem to fill the water for miles;
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Or, another time, fishing for rock-fish in Chesapeake
Bay—I one of the brown-faced crew;
Bay—I one of the brown-faced crew;
Or, another time, trailing for blue-fish off Paumanok,
I stand with braced body,
I stand with braced body,
My left foot is on the gunwale—my right arm throws
the coils of slender rope,
the coils of slender rope,
In sight around me the quick veering and darting of
fifty skiffs, my companions.
fifty skiffs, my companions.
20O boating on the rivers!
The voyage down the Niagara, (the St. Lawrence,)—
the superb scenery—the steamers,
the superb scenery—the steamers,
The ships sailing—the Thousand Islands—the occa-
sional timber-raft, and the raftsmen with long-
reaching sweep-oars,
sional timber-raft, and the raftsmen with long-
reaching sweep-oars,
The little huts on the rafts, and the stream of smoke
when they cook supper at evening.
when they cook supper at evening.
21O something pernicious and dread!
Something far away from a puny and pious life!
Something unproved! Something in a trance!
Something escaped from the anchorage, and driving
free.
free.
22O to work in mines, or forging iron!
Foundry casting—the foundry itself—the rude high
roof—the ample and shadowed space,
roof—the ample and shadowed space,
The furnace—the hot liquid poured out and running.
23O the joys of the soldier!
To feel the presence of a brave general! to feel his
sympathy!
sympathy!
To behold his calmness! to be warmed in the rays of
his smile!
his smile!
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To go to battle! to hear the bugles play, and the drums
beat!
beat!
To hear the artillery! to see the glittering of the bay-
onets and musket-barrels in the sun!
onets and musket-barrels in the sun!
To see men fall and die and not complain!
To taste the savage taste of blood! to be so devilish!
To gloat so over the wounds and deaths of the enemy.
24O the whaleman's joys! O I cruise my old cruise
again!
again!
I feel the ship's motion under me—I feel the Atlantic
breezes fanning me,
breezes fanning me,
I hear the cry again sent down from the mast-head,
There she blows,
There she blows,
Again I spring up the rigging, to look with the rest—
We see—we descend, wild with excitement,
We see—we descend, wild with excitement,
I leap in the lowered boat—We row toward our prey,
where he lies,
where he lies,
We approach, stealthy and silent—I see the moun-
tainous mass, lethargic, basking,
tainous mass, lethargic, basking,
I see the harpooner standing up—I see the weapon
dart from his vigorous arm;
dart from his vigorous arm;
O swift, again, now, far out in the ocean, the wounded
whale, settling, running to windward, tows me,
whale, settling, running to windward, tows me,
Again I see him rise to breathe—We row close
again,
again,
I see a lance driven through his side, pressed deep,
turned in the wound,
turned in the wound,
Again we back off—I see him settle again—the life
is leaving him fast,
is leaving him fast,
As he rises, he spouts blood—I see him swim in cir-
cles narrower and narrower, swiftly cutting the
water—I see him die,
cles narrower and narrower, swiftly cutting the
water—I see him die,
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He gives one convulsive leap in the centre of the cir-
cle, and then falls flat and still in the bloody
foam.
cle, and then falls flat and still in the bloody
foam.
25O the old manhood of me, my joy!
My children and grand-children—my white hair and
beard,
beard,
My largeness, calmness, majesty, out of the long
stretch of my life.
stretch of my life.
26O the ripened joy of womanhood!
O perfect happiness at last!
I am more than eighty years of age—my hair, too, is
pure white—I am the most venerable mother;
pure white—I am the most venerable mother;
How clear is my mind! how all people draw nigh to
me!
me!
What attractions are these, beyond any before? what
bloom, more than the bloom of youth?
bloom, more than the bloom of youth?
What beauty is this that descends upon me, and rises
out of me?
out of me?
27O the joy of my Soul leaning poised on itself—receiv-
ing identity through materials, and loving them
—observing characters, and absorbing them;
ing identity through materials, and loving them
—observing characters, and absorbing them;
O my Soul, vibrated back to me, from them—from
facts, sight, hearing, touch, my phrenology,
reason, articulation, comparison, memory, and
the like;
facts, sight, hearing, touch, my phrenology,
reason, articulation, comparison, memory, and
the like;
O the real life of my senses and flesh, transcending
my senses and flesh;
my senses and flesh;
O my body, done with materials—my sight, done
with my material eyes;
with my material eyes;
O what is proved to me this day, beyond cavil, that it
is not my material eyes which finally see,
is not my material eyes which finally see,
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Nor my material body which finally loves, walks,
laughs, shouts, embraces, procreates.
laughs, shouts, embraces, procreates.
28O the farmer's joys!
Ohioan's, Illinoisian's, Wisconsinese', Kanadian's, Io-
wan's, Kansian's, Missourian's, Oregonese' joys,
wan's, Kansian's, Missourian's, Oregonese' joys,
To rise at peep of day, and pass forth nimbly to work,
To plough land in the fall for winter-sown crops,
To plough land in the spring for maize,
To train orchards—to graft the trees—to gather
apples in the fall.
apples in the fall.
29O the pleasure with trees!
The orchard—the forest—the oak, cedar, pine,
pekan-tree,
pekan-tree,
The honey-locust, black-walnut, cottonwood, and mag-
nolia.
nolia.
30O Death!
O the beautiful touch of Death, soothing and benumb-
ing a few moments, for reasons;
ing a few moments, for reasons;
O that of myself, discharging my excrementitious
body, to be burned, or rendered to powder, or
buried,
body, to be burned, or rendered to powder, or
buried,
My real body doubtless left to me for other spheres,
My voided body, nothing more to me, returning to the
purifications, further offices, eternal uses of the
earth.
purifications, further offices, eternal uses of the
earth.
31O to bathe in the swimming-bath, or in a good place
along shore!
along shore!
To splash the water! to walk ankle-deep; to race
naked along the shore.
naked along the shore.
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32O to realize space!
The plenteousness of all—that there are no bounds;
To emerge, and be of the sky—of the sun and moon,
and the flying clouds, as one with them.
and the flying clouds, as one with them.
33O, while I live, to be the ruler of life—not a slave,
To meet life as a powerful conqueror,
No fumes—no ennui—no more complaints or scorn-
ful criticisms.
ful criticisms.
34O me repellent and ugly!
O to these proud laws of the air, the water, and
the ground, proving my interior Soul impreg-
nable,
the ground, proving my interior Soul impreg-
nable,
And nothing exterior shall ever take command of me.
35O to attract by more than attraction!
How it is I know not—yet behold! the something
which obeys none of the rest,
which obeys none of the rest,
It is offensive, never defensive—yet how magnetic
it draws.
it draws.
36O the joy of suffering!
To struggle against great odds! to meet enemies un-
daunted!
daunted!
To be entirely alone with them! to find how much I
can stand!
can stand!
To look strife, torture, prison, popular odium, death,
face to face!
face to face!
To mount the scaffold! to advance to the muzzles of
guns with perfect nonchalance!
guns with perfect nonchalance!
To be indeed a God!
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37O the gleesome saunter over fields and hill-sides!
The leaves and flowers of the commonest weeds—the
moist fresh stillness of the woods,
moist fresh stillness of the woods,
The exquisite smell of the earth at day-break, and all
through the forenoon.
through the forenoon.
38O love-branches! love-root! love-apples!
O chaste and electric torrents! O mad-sweet drops.
39O the orator's joys!
To inflate the chest—to roll the thunder of the voice
out from the ribs and throat,
out from the ribs and throat,
To make the people rage, weep, hate, desire, with
yourself,
yourself,
To lead America—to quell America with a great
tongue.
tongue.
40O the joy of a manly self-hood!
Personality—to be servile to none—to defer to none
—not to any tyrant, known or unknown,
—not to any tyrant, known or unknown,
To walk with erect carriage, a step springy and
elastic,
elastic,
To look with calm gaze, or with a flashing eye,
To speak with a full and sonorous voice, out of a
broad chest,
broad chest,
To confront with your personality all the other per-
sonalities of the earth.
sonalities of the earth.
41O to have my life henceforth my poem of joys!
To dance, clap hands, exult, shout, skip, leap, roll on,
float on,
float on,
An athlete—full of rich words—full of joys.