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chapter-347		chapter-347			.txt	text/plain	193	11	72	Election Day, November, 1884 If I should need to name, O Western World, your powerfulest scene and show, Twould not be you, Niagara--nor you, ye limitless prairies--nor your huge rifts of canyons, Colorado, Nor you, Yosemite--nor Yellowstone, with all its spasmic geyser-loops ascending to the skies, appearing and disappearing, Nor Oregons white cones--nor Hurons belt of mighty lakes--nor Mississippis stream: --This seething hemispheres humanity, as now, Id name--the still small voice vibrating--Americas choosing day, (The heart of it not in the chosen--the act itself the main, the quadriennial choosing,) The stretch of North and South arousd--sea-board and inland-Texas to Maine--the Prairie States--Vermont, Virginia, California, The final ballot-shower from East to West--the paradox and conflict, The countless snow-flakes falling--(a swordless conflict, Yet more than all Romes wars of old, or modern Napoleons:) the Or good or ill humanity--welcoming the darker odds, the dross: it serves to purify--while the heart	./cache/chapter-347.txt	./txt/chapter-347.txt