Walt Whitman

"I hear Ameirca singing, the varied carols I hear;
Those of mechanics--each one singing his, as it should be, blithe and strong;
The carpenter singing his, as he measures his plank or beam...
The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench--the hatter singing as he stands....
The delicious singing of the mother...or of the girl sewing or washing.
Each singing what belongs to her, and to none else;
The day what belongs to the day--At night, the party of young fellows, robust, friendly,
Singing with open mouths, thier strong melodios songs."
Walt Whitman