Poets to Come

 

Poets to come! orators, singers, musicians to come!

Not to-day is to justify me and answer what I am for,

But you, a new brood, native, athletic, continental, greater

than before known,

Arouse! for you must justify me.

 

I myself but write one or two indicative words for the future,

I but advance a moment only to wheel and hurry back

in the darkness.

 

I am a man who, sauntering along without fully stopping,

turns a casual look upon you and then averts his face,

Leaving it to you to prove and define it,

Expecting the main things from you.

 

 

Walt Whitman

 

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