Walt Whitman (31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892 / New York / United States)
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A Boston Ballad, 1854
TO get betimes in Boston town, I rose this morning early;
Here's a good place at the corner--I must stand and see the show.
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Walt Whitman
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As I read Whitman here, I believe his gives us a poet's lament...what a mess we have become. A patriotic celebration, grand enough for the dead heroes of past to return. yet these heroes are not happy. Their protest is mighty. And so Whitman brushes them away. Nothing is to spoil this patriotic, Boston celebration. But then the poet gives away his real intent...the real rye twist of his interest. This celebration would only be complete by making ol' King George the centerpiece; To give the King his revenge. How? By observing what we have become. Could his tyranny have done worse?