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Song Of The Redwood-Tree Analysis



Author: Poetry of Walt Whitman Type: Poetry Views: 544

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A CALIFORNIA song!

A prophecy and indirection--a thought impalpable, to breathe, as air;

A chorus of dryads, fading, departing--or hamadryads departing;

A murmuring, fateful, giant voice, out of the earth and sky,

Voice of a mighty dying tree in the Redwood forest dense.



Farewell, my brethren,

Farewell, O earth and sky--farewell, ye neighboring waters;

My time has ended, my term has come.





Along the northern coast,

Just back from the rock-bound shore, and the caves,10

In the saline air from the sea, in the Mendocino country,

With the surge for bass and accompaniment low and hoarse,

With crackling blows of axes, sounding musically, driven by strong

arms,

Riven deep by the sharp tongues of the axes--there in the Redwood

forest dense,

I heard the mighty tree its death-chant chanting.



The choppers heard not--the camp shanties echoed not;

The quick-ear'd teamsters, and chain and jack-screw men, heard not,

As the wood-spirits came from their haunts of a thousand years, to

join the refrain;

But in my soul I plainly heard.



Murmuring out of its myriad leaves,20

Down from its lofty top, rising two hundred feet high,

Out of its stalwart trunk and limbs--out of its foot-thick bark,

That chant of the seasons and time--chant, not of the past only, but

the future.





You untold life of me,

And all you venerable and innocent joys,

Perennial, hardy life of me, with joys, 'mid rain, and many a summer

sun,

And the white snows, and night, and the wild winds;

O the great patient, rugged joys! my soul's strong joys, unreck'd by

man;

(For know I bear the soul befitting me--I too have consciousness,

identity,

And all the rocks and mountains have--and all the earth;)30

Joys of the life befitting me and brothers mine,

Our time, our term has come.



Nor yield we mournfully, majestic brothers,

We who have grandly fill'd our time;

With Nature's calm content, and tacit, huge delight,

We welcome what we wrought for through the past,

And leave the field for them.



For them predicted long,

For a superber Race--they too to grandly fill their time,

For them we abdicate--in them ourselves, ye forest kings!40

In them these skies and airs--these mountain peaks--Shasta--Nevadas,

These huge, precipitous cliffs--this amplitude--these valleys grand--

Yosemite,

To be in them absorb'd, assimilated.





Then to a loftier strain,

Still prouder, more ecstatic, rose the chant,

As if the heirs, the Deities of the West,

Joining, with master-tongue, bore part.



Not wan from Asia's fetishes,

Nor red from Europe's old dynastic slaughter-house,

(Area of murder-plots of thrones, with scent left yet of wars and

scaffolds every where,)50

But come from Nature's long and harmless throes--peacefully builded

thence,

These virgin lands--Lands of the Western Shore,

To the new Culminating Man--to you, the Empire New,

You, promis'd long, we pledge, we dedicate.



You occult, deep volitions,

You average Spiritual Manhood, purpose of all, pois'd on yourself--

giving, not taking law,

You Womanhood divine, mistress and source of all, whence life and

love, and aught that comes from life and love,

You unseen Moral Essence of all the vast materials of America, (age

upon age, working in Death the same as Life,)

You that, sometimes known, oftener unknown, really shape and mould

the New World, adjusting it to Time and Space,

You hidden National Will, lying in your abysms, conceal'd, but ever

alert,60

You past and present purposes, tenaciously pursued, may-be

unconscious of yourselves,

Unswerv'd by all the passing errors, perturbations of the surface;

You vital, universal, deathless germs, beneath all creeds, arts,

statutes, literatures,

Here build your homes for good--establish here--These areas entire,

Lands of the Western Shore,

We pledge, we dedicate to you.



For man of you--your characteristic Race,

Here may be hardy, sweet, gigantic grow--here tower, proportionate to

Nature,

Here climb the vast, pure spaces, unconfined, uncheck'd by wall or

roof,

Here laugh with storm or sun--here joy--here patiently inure,

Here heed himself, unfold himself (not others' formulas heed)--here

fill his time,70

To duly fall, to aid, unreck'd at last,

To disappear, to serve.



Thus, on the northern coast,

In the echo of teamsters' calls, and the clinking chains, and the

music of choppers' axes,

The falling trunk and limbs, the crash, the muffled shriek, the

groan,

Such words combined from the Redwood-tree--as of wood-spirits' voices

ecstatic, ancient and rustling,

The century-lasting, unseen dryads, singing, withdrawing,

All their recesses of forests and mountains leaving,

From the Cascade range to the Wasatch--or Idaho far, or Utah,

To the deities of the Modern henceforth yielding,80

The chorus and indications, the vistas of coming humanity--the

settlements, features all,

In the Mendocino woods I caught.





The flashing and golden pageant of California!

The sudden and gorgeous drama--the sunny and ample lands;

The long and varied stretch from Puget Sound to Colorado south;

Lands bathed in sweeter, rarer, healthier air--valleys and mountain

cliffs;

The fields of Nature long prepared and fallow--the silent, cyclic

chemistry;

The slow and steady ages plodding--the unoccupied surface ripening--

the rich ores forming beneath;

At last the New arriving, assuming, taking possession,

A swarming and busy race settling and organizing every where;

Ships coming in from the whole round world, and going out to the

whole world,90

To India and China and Australia, and the thousand island paradises

of the Pacific;

Populous cities--the latest inventions--the steamers on the rivers--

the railroads--with many a thrifty farm, with machinery,

And wool, and wheat, and the grape--and diggings of yellow gold.





But more in you than these, Lands of the Western Shore!

(These but the means, the implements, the standing-ground,)

I see in you, certain to come, the promise of thousands of years,

till now deferr'd,

Promis'd, to be fulfill'd, our common kind, the Race.



The New Society at last, proportionate to Nature,

In Man of you, more than your mountain peaks, or stalwart trees

imperial,100

In Woman more, far more, than all your gold, or vines, or even vital

air.



Fresh come, to a New World indeed, yet long prepared,

I see the Genius of the Modern, child of the Real and Ideal,

Clearing the ground for broad humanity, the true America, heir of the

past so grand,

To build a grander future.










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