:The area of pens of live pork, the killing-hammer, the hog-hook, the scalder's tub, gutting, the cutter's cleaver, the packer's maul, and the plenteous winter-work of pork-packing,

Flour-works, grinding of wheat, rye, maize, rice—the barrels and the half and quarter barrels, the loaded barges, the high piles on wharves and levees,

Bread and cakes in the bakery, the milliner's ribbons, the dress-maker's patterns, the tea-table, the home-made sweetmeats;

Cheap literature, maps, charts, lithographs, daily and weekly newspapers,

The column of wants in the one-cent paper, the news by telegraph, amusements, operas, shows,

The business parts of a city, the trottoirs of a city when thousands of well-dressed people walk up and down,

The cotton, woollen, linen you wear, the money you make and spend,

Your room and bed-room, your piano-forte, the stove and cook-pans,

The house you live in, the rent, the other tenants, the deposit in the savings-bank, the trade at the grocery,

The pay on Seventh Day night, the going home, and the purchases;

In them the heft of the heaviest—in them far more than you estimated, and far less also,

In them realities for you and me—in them poems for you and me,

In them, not yourself—you and your Soul enclose all things, regardless of estimation,