Surrounded, detached, in measureless oceans of space.

I am too not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.

Strong and content I travel the open road.

Man is about the same, in the main, whether with despotism, or whether with freedom.

More and more too, the old name absorbs into me. Mannahatta, 'the place encircled by many swift tides and sparkling waters.' How fit a name for America's great democratic island city! The word itself, how beautiful! how aboriginal! how it seems to rise with tall spires, glistening in sunshine, with such New World atmosphere, vista and action!

TO the States or any one of them, or any city of the States, Resist much, obey little, Once unquestioning obedience, once fully enslaved, Once fully enslaved, no nation, state, city of this earth, ever after-ward resumes its liberty.

For all these new and evolutionary facts, meanings, purposes, new poetic messages, new forms and expressions, are inevitable.