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chapter-167		chapter-167			.txt	text/plain	608	58	87	Rise O Days from Your Fathomless Deeps Rise O days from your fathomless deeps, till you loftier, fiercer sweep, Long for my soul hungering gymnastic I devourd what the earth gave me, Long I roamd amid the woods of the north, long I watchd Niagara pouring, I heard the wind piping, I saw the black clouds, Heard the continuous thunder as it bellowd after the lightning, Twas well, O soul--twas a good preparation you gave me, Now we go forth to receive what the earth and the sea never gave us, How the true thunder bellows after the lightning--how bright the How Democracy with desperate vengeful port strides on, shown through the dark by those flashes of lightning! And do you rise higher than ever yet O days, O cities! I have witnessd the true lightning, I have witnessd my cities electric, I have lived to behold man burst forth and warlike America rise,	./cache/chapter-167.txt	./txt/chapter-167.txt