SO LONG!
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1 To conclude—I announce what comes after me,
I announce mightier offspring, orators, days, and
then depart.
2I remember I said, before my leaves sprang at all,
I would raise my voice jocund and strong, with re-
ference to consummations.
3When America does what was promis'd,
When there are plentiful athletic bards, inland and
seaboard,
When through These States walk a hundred millions
of superb persons,
When the rest part away for superb persons, and con-
tribute to them,
When breeds of the most perfect mothers denote
America,
Then to me my due fruition.
4I have press'd through in my own right,
I have offer'd my style to every one—I have journey'd
with confident step,
While my pleasure is yet at the full, I whisper, So
long!
And take the young woman's hand, and the young
man's hand, for the last time.
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5I announce natural persons to arise,
I announce justice triumphant,
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I announce uncompromising liberty and equality,
I announce the justification of candor, and the justi-
fication of pride.
6I announce that the identity of These States is a
single identity only,
I announce the Union more and more compact,
I announce splendors and majesties to make all the
previous politics of the earth insignificant.
7I announce adhesiveness—I say it shall be limitless,
unloosen'd,
I say you shall yet find the friend you was looking
for.
8I announce a man or woman coming—perhaps you
are the one,(So long!)
I announce the great individual, fluid as Nature, chaste,
affectionate, compassionate, fully armed.
9I announce a life that shall be copious, vehement,
spiritual, bold,
And I announce an old age that shall lightly and joy-
fully meet its translation.
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10O thicker and faster! (So long!)
O crowding too close upon me;
I foresee too much—it means more than I thought,
It appears to me I am dying.
11Hasten throat, and sound your last!
Salute me—salute the days once more. Peal the old
cry once more.
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12Screaming electric, the atmosphere using,
At random glancing, each as a notice absorbing,
Swiftly on, but a little while alighting,
Curious envelop'd messages delivering,
Sparkles hot, seed ethereal, down in the dirt dropping,
Myself unknowing, my commission obeying, to ques-
tion it never daring,
To ages, and ages yet, the growth of the seed leaving,
To troops out of me rising—they the tasks I have set
promulging,
To women certain whispers of myself bequeathing—
their affection me more clearly explaining,
To young men my problems offering—no dallier I—
I the muscle of their brains trying,
So I pass—a little time vocal, visible, contrary,
Afterward, a melodious echo, passionately bent for—
(death making me really undying,)
The best of me then when no longer visible—for to-
ward that I have been incessantly preparing.
13What is there more, that I lag and pause, and
crouch extended with unshut mouth?
Is there a single final farewell?
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14My songs cease—I abandon them,
From behind the screen where I hid, I advance per-
sonally, solely to you.
15Camerado! This is no book,
Who touches this, touches a man,
(Is it night? Are we here alone?)
It is I you hold, and who holds you,
I spring from the pages into your arms—decease calls
me
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16O how your fingers drowse me!
Your breath falls around me like dew—your pulse lulls
the tympans of my ears,
I feel immerged from head to foot,
Delicious—enough.
17Enough, O deed impromptu and secret!
Enough, O gliding present! Enough, O summ'd-up
past!
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18Dear friend, whoever you are, here, take this kiss,
I give it especially to you—Do not forget me,
I feel like one who has done his work—I progress on,
—(long enough have I dallied with Life,)
The unknown sphere, more real than I dream'd, more
direct, darts awakening rays about me—So
long!
Remember my words—I love you—I depart from
materials,
I am as one disembodied, triumphant, dead.