If I should need to name, O Western World, your powerfulest
scene and show,
Twould not be you, Niagara nor you, ye limitless prairies nor
your huge rifts of canyons, Colorado,
Nor you, Yosemite nor Yellowstone, with all its spasmic geyser-
loops ascending to the skies, appearing and disappearing,
Nor Oregons white cones nor Hurons belt of mighty lakes
nor Mississippis stream:
This seething hemispheres humanity, as now, Id name the
still small voice vibrating Americas choosing day,
(The heart of it not in the chosen the act itself the main, the
quadriennial choosing,)
The stretch of North and South arousd sea-board and inland
Texas to Maine the Prairie States Vermont, Virginia,
California,
The final ballot-shower from East to West the paradox and con-
flict,
The countless snow-flakes falling (a swordless conflict,
Yet more than all Romes wars of old, or modern Napoleons:)
the peaceful choice of all,
Or good or ill humanity welcoming the darker odds, the dross:
Foams and ferments the wine? it serves to purify while the
heart pants, life glows:
These stormy gusts and winds waft precious ships,
Swelld Washingtons, Jeffersons, Lincolns sails.
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