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The sentiment of the huge timbers of old-fashion’d houses and barns,

       The remember’d print or narrative, the voyage at a venture of men,

       families, goods,

       The disembarkation, the founding of a new city,

       The voyage of those who sought a New England and found it, the outset

       anywhere,

       The settlements of the Arkansas, Colorado, Ottawa, Willamette,

       The slow progress, the scant fare, the axe, rifle, saddle-bags;

       The beauty of all adventurous and daring persons,

       The beauty of wood-boys and wood-men with their clear untrimm’d faces,

       The beauty of independence, departure, actions that rely on themselves,

       The American contempt for statutes and ceremonies, the boundless

       impatience of restraint,

       The loose drift of character, the inkling through random types, the

       solidification;

       The butcher in the slaughter-house, the hands aboard schooners and

       sloops, the raftsman, the pioneer,

       Lumbermen in their winter camp, daybreak in the woods, stripes of

       snow on the limbs of trees, the occasional snapping,

       The glad clear sound of one’s own voice, the merry song, the natural

       life of the woods, the strong day’s work,

       The blazing fire at night, the sweet taste of supper, the talk, the

       bed of hemlock-boughs and the bear-skin;

       The house-builder at work in cities or anywhere,

       The preparatory jointing, squaring, sawing, mortising,

       The hoist-up of beams, the push of them in their places, laying them

       regular,

       Setting the studs by their tenons in the mortises according as they

       were prepared,

       The blows of mallets and hammers, the attitudes of the men, their

       curv’d limbs,

       Bending, standing, astride the beams, driving in pins, holding on by

       posts and braces,

       The hook’d arm over the plate, the other arm wielding the axe,

       The floor-men forcing the planks close to be nail’d,

       Their postures bringing their weapons downward on the bearers,

       The echoes resounding through the vacant building:

       The huge storehouse carried up in the city well under way,

       The six framing-men, two in the middle and two at each end, carefully

       bearing on their shoulders a heavy stick for a cross-beam,

       The crowded line of masons with trowels in their right hands rapidly

       laying the long side-wall, two hundred feet from front to rear,

       The flexible rise and fall of backs, the continual click of the

       trowels striking the bricks,

       The bricks one after another each laid so workmanlike in its place,

       and set with a knock of the trowel-handle,

       The piles of materials, the mortar on the mortar-boards, and the

       steady replenishing by the hod-men;

       Spar-makers in the spar-yard, the swarming row of well-grown apprentices,

       The swing of their axes on the square-hew’d log shaping it toward

       the shape of a mast,

       The brisk short crackle of the steel driven slantingly into the pine,

       The butter-color’d chips flying off in great flakes and slivers,

       The limber motion of brawny young arms and hips in easy costumes,

       The constructor of wharves, bridges, piers, bulk-heads, floats,

       stays against the sea;

       The city fireman, the fire that suddenly bursts forth in the

       close-pack’d square,

       The arriving engines, the hoarse shouts, the nimble stepping and daring,

       The strong command through the fire-trumpets, the falling in line,

       the rise and fall of the arms forcing the water,

       The slender, spasmic, blue-white jets, the bringing to bear of the

       hooks and ladders and their execution,

       The crash and cut away of connecting wood-work, or through floors

       if the fire smoulders under them,

       The crowd with their lit faces watching, the glare and dense shadows;

       The forger at his forge-furnace and the user of iron after him,

       The maker of the axe large and small, and the welder and temperer,

       The chooser breathing his breath on the cold steel and trying the

       edge with his thumb,

       The one who clean-shapes the handle and sets it firmly in the socket;

       The shadowy processions of the portraits of the past users also,

       The primal patient mechanics, the architects and engineers,

       The far-off Assyrian edifice and Mizra edifice,

       The Roman lictors preceding the consuls,

       The antique European warrior with his axe in combat,

       The uplifted arm, the clatter of blows on the helmeted head,

       The death-howl, the limpsy tumbling body, the rush of friend and foe

       thither,

       The siege of revolted lieges determin’d for liberty,

       The summons to surrender, the battering at castle gates, the truce

       and parley,

       The sack of an old city in its time,

       The bursting in of mercenaries and bigots tumultuously and disorderly,

       Roar, flames, blood, drunkenness, madness,

       Goods freely rifled from houses and temples, screams of women in the

       gripe of brigands,

       Craft and thievery of camp-followers, men running, old persons despairing,

       The hell of war, the cruelties of creeds,

       The list of all executive deeds and words just or unjust,

       The power of personality just or unjust.

      4

       Muscle and pluck forever!

       What invigorates life invigorates death,

       And the dead advance as much as the living advance,

       And the future is no more uncertain than the present,

       For the roughness of the earth and of man encloses as much as the

       delicatesse of the earth and of man,

       And nothing endures but personal qualities.

      What do you think endures?

       Do you think a great city endures?

       Or a teeming manufacturing state? or a prepared constitution? or the

       best built steamships?

       Or hotels of granite and iron? or any chef-d’oeuvres of engineering,

       forts, armaments?

      Away! these are not to


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