Poets To Come

Poets to come! orators, singers, musicians to come!

Not to-day is to justify me, and answer what I am

for;

But you, a new brood, native, athletic, continental,

greater than before known,

Arouse! Arouse—for you must justify me—you must

answer.

I myself but write one or two indicative words for the

future,

I but advance a moment, only to wheel and hurry back

in the darkness.

I am a man who, sauntering along, without fully stop-

ping, turns a casual look upon you, and then

averts his face,

Leaving it to you to prove and define it,

Expecting the main things from you.