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See, mechanics busy at their benches with tools⁠—see from among them superior judges, philosophs, Presidents, emerge, drest in working dresses, See, lounging through the shops and fields of the States, me well-belov’d, close-held by day and night, Hear the loud echoes of my songs there⁠—read the hints come at last.

O camerado close! O you and me at last, and us two only. O a word to clear one’s path ahead endlessly! O something ecstatic and undemonstrable! O music wild! O now I triumph⁠—and you shall also; O hand in hand⁠—O wholesome pleasure⁠—O one more desirer and lover! O to haste firm holding⁠—to haste, haste on with me.

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