Walt Whitman: Poems

Songs of Parting: Love Of Comrades


Come, I will make the continent indissoluble;

I will make the most splendid race the sun ever yet shone upon!

I will make divine magnetic lands,

With the love of comrades,

With the life-long love of comrades.


I will plant companionship thick as trees along all the rivers of America,

and along the shores of the great lakes, and all over the prairies;

I will make inseparable cities, with their arms about each other's necks;

By the love of comrades,

By the manly love of comrades.


For you these, from me, O Democracy, to serve you, _ma femme_!

For you! for you, I am trilling these songs,

In the love of comrades,

In the high-towering love of comrades.