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Walt Whitman

(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892 / New York / United States)

I Hear America Singing


I Hear America singing, the varied carols I hear;
Those of mechanics--each one singing his, as it should be, blithe and strong;
The carpenter singing his, as he measures his plank or beam,
The mason singing his, as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work;
The boatman singing what belongs to him in his boat--the deckhand singing on the steamboat deck;
The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench--the hatter singing as he stands;
The wood-cutter's song--the ploughboy's, on his way in the morning, or at the noon intermission, or at sundown;
The delicious singing of the mother--or of the young wife at work--or of the girl sewing or washing--Each singing what belongs to her, and to none else;
The day what belongs to the day--At night, the party of young fellows, robust, friendly,
Singing, with open mouths, their strong melodious songs.

Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002
Edited: Thursday, May 26, 2011

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  • Jane Moon (5/14/2009 1:33:00 PM)

    Here is the grand 'symphony' of all people of America, each in his occupation, each reflecting the breadth and power of the people of this great country. This poem represents everyone, all together comprising the greatness and richness of this land and its many diverse and committed people. (Report) Reply

  • Dimitri Boukas (3/16/2008 10:25:00 PM)

    This poem is absolutely inspirational. After reading this poem it made me rethink about how i take granted of things. Just yesterday i didn't even use protection while intercourse with my wife. If i had used protection, who knows how good of a life i would have today? Thank you Walt Whitman for writing and crafting this amazing poem. (Report) Reply

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