Tu lettore, palpiti di vita, orgoglio, amore, al pari di me, siano dunque per te i canti che seguono. Walt Whitman
Come, I will make the continent indissoluble, I will make the most splendid race the sun ever shone upon, I will make divine magnetic lands, With the love of comrades, Whit the life-long love of comra...
One's-self I sing, a simple separate person, Yet utter the word Democratic, the word En. Masse. Of physiology from top to toe I sing, Not physiognomy alone nor brain alone is worthy for the Muse, I s...
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 yo...