immortality, government,
In war he is the best backer of the war, he fetches artillery as
    good as the engineer’s, he can make every word he speaks draw blood,
The years straying toward infidelity he withholds by his steady faith, He is no arguer, he is judgment, (Nature accepts him absolutely,) He judges not as the judge judges but as the sun failing round
    helpless thing,
As he sees the farthest he has the most faith,
His thoughts are the hymns of the praise of things,
In the dispute on God and eternity he is silent, He sees eternity less like a play with a prologue and denouement, He sees eternity in men and women, he does not see men and women
    as dreams or dots.

For the great Idea, the idea of perfect and free individuals,
For that, the bard walks in advance, leader of leaders,
The attitude of him cheers up slaves and horrifies foreign despots.

Without extinction is Liberty, without retrograde is Equality,
They live in the feelings of young men and the best women,
(Not for nothing have the indomitable heads of the earth been always
    ready to fall for Liberty.)

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For the great Idea,
That, O my brethren, that is the mission of poets.

Songs of stern defiance ever ready,
Songs of the rapid arming and the march,
The flag of peace quick-folded, and instead the flag we know,
Warlike flag of the great Idea.

(Angry cloth I saw there leaping! 
I stand again in leaden rain your flapping folds saluting,
I sing you over all, flying beckoning through the fight—­O the
    hard-contested fight! 
The cannons ope their rosy-flashing muzzles—­the hurtled balls scream,
The battle-front forms amid the smoke—­the volleys pour incessant
    from the line,
Hark, the ringing word Charge!—­now the tussle and the furious
    maddening yells,
Now the corpses tumble curl’d upon the ground,
Cold, cold in death, for precious life of you,
Angry cloth I saw there leaping.)

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Are you he who would assume a place to teach or be a poet here in
    the States? 
The place is august, the terms obdurate.

Who would assume to teach here may well prepare himself body and mind,
He may well survey, ponder, arm, fortify, harden, make lithe himself,
He shall surely be question’d beforehand by me with many and stern questions.

Who are you indeed who would talk or sing to America? 
Have you studied out the land, its idioms and men? 
Have you learn’d the physiology, phrenology, politics, geography,
    pride, freedom, friendship of the land? its substratums and objects? 
Have you consider’d the organic compact of the first day of the
    first year of Independence, sign’d by the Commissioners, ratified
    by the States, and read by Washington at the head of the army? 
Have you possess’d yourself of the Federal Constitution?