WHAT best I see in thee, <br /> Is not that where thou mov'st down history's great highways, <br /> Ever undimm'd by time shoots warlike victory's dazzle, <br /> Or that thou sat'st where Washington sat, ruling the land in peace, <br /> Or thou the man whom feudal Europe feted, venerable Asia, swarm'd <br /> upon, <br /> Who walk'd with kings with even pace the round world's promenade; <br /> But that in foreign lands, in all thy walks with kings, <br /> Those prairie sovereigns of the West, Kansas, Missouri, Illinois, <br /> Ohio's, Indiana's millions, comrades, farmers, soldiers, all to the <br /> front, <br /> Invisibly with thee walking with kings with even pace the round <br /> world's promenade, 10 <br /> We all so justified.<br /><br />Walt Whitman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-best-i-see-in-thee/
