of the worst women!
Let the priest still play at immortality!
Let death be inaugurated!
Let nothing remain
but the ashes of teachers, artists,
moralists, lawyers, and learn'd and polite persons!
Let him who is without
my poems be assassinated!
Let the cow, the horse, the camel, the garden-bee let the
mud-fish, the
lobster, the mussel, eel, the sting-ray, and
the grunting pig-fish let these, and the like of these, be
put
on a perfect equality with man and woman!
Let churches accommodate serpents, vermin, and the corpses
of
those who have died of the most filthy of diseases!
Let marriage slip down among fools, and be for none
but
fools!
Let men among themselves talk and think forever obscenely
of women! and let women among
themselves talk and
think obscenely of men!
Let us all, without missing one, be exposed in public, naked,
monthly,
at the peril of our lives! let our bodies be freely
handled and examined by whoever chooses!
Let nothing
but copies at second hand be permitted to exist
upon the earth!
Let the earth desert God, nor let there
ever henceforth be
mention'd the name of God!
Let there be no God!
Let there be money, business, imports, exports, custom,
authority, precedents, pallor, dyspepsia, smut,
ignorance,
unbelief!
Let judges and criminals be transposed! let the prison-
keepers be put in prison! let
those that were prisoners
take the keys! (Say! why might they not just as well be
transposed?)
Let the
slaves be masters! let the masters become slaves!
Let the reformers descend from the stands where
they are
forever bawling! let an idiot or insane person appear on
each of the stands!
Let the Asiatic, the
African, the European, the American,
and the Australian, go armed against the murderous
stealthiness of
each other! let them sleep armed! let none
believe in good will!
Let there be no unfashionable wisdom!
let such be scorn'd
and derided off from the earth!
Let a floating cloud in the sky let a wave of the sea
let
growing mint, spinach, onions, tomatoes let these be
exhibited as shows, at a great price for
admission!
Let all the men of These States stand aside for a few
smouchers! let the few seize on what
they choose! let the rest
gawk, giggle, starve, obey!
Let shadows be furnish'd with genitals! let substances
be
deprived of their genitals!
Let there be wealthy and immense cities but still through
any of them,
not a single poet, savior, knower, lover!
Let the infidels of These States laugh all faith away!
If one man
be found who has faith, let the rest set upon him!
Let them affright faith! let them destroy the power of
breeding
faith!
Let the she-harlots and the he-harlots be prudent! let them
dance on, while seeming lasts!
(O seeming! seeming!
seeming!)
Let the preachers recite creeds! let them still teach only what
they have
been taught!
Let insanity still have charge of sanity!
Let books take the place of trees, animals, rivers,
clouds!
Let the daub'd portraits of heroes supersede heroes!
Let the manhood of man never take steps
after itself!
Let it take steps after eunuchs, and after consumptive and
genteel persons!
Let the white person again
tread the black person under his
heel! (Say! which is trodden under heel, after all?)
Let the reflections
of the things of the world be studied in
mirrors! let the things themselves still continue
unstudied!
Let a
man seek pleasure everywhere except in himself!
Let a woman seek happiness everywhere except in
herself!
(What real happiness have you had one single hour through
your whole life?)
Let the limited years
of life do nothing for the limitless years
of death! (What do you suppose death will do, then?)
1856
APOSTROPH
O mater! O fils!
O brood continental!
O flowers of the prairies!
O space boundless! O hum of mighty
products!
O you teeming cities! O so invincible, turbulent, proud!
O race of the future! O women!
O fathers!
O you men of passion and the storm!
O native power only! O beauty!
O yourself! O God! O divine average!
O
you bearded roughs! O bards! O all those slumberers!
O arouse! the dawn-bird's throat sounds shrill!
Do you not hear
the cock crowing?
O, as I walk'd the beach, I heard the mournful notes foreboding
a tempest
the low, oft-repeated shriek of the
diver, the long-lived loon;
O I heard, and yet hear, angry thunder;
O you sailors! O
ships! make quick preparation!
O from his masterful sweep, the warning cry of the
eagle!
(Give way there, all! It is useless! Give up your spoils;)
O sarcasms! Propositions! (O if the whole
world should
prove indeed a sham, a sell!)
O I believe there is nothing real but America and freedom!
O to
sternly reject all except Democracy!
O imperator! O who dare confront you and me?