Walt Whitman (1819–1892). Leaves of Grass. 1900.

237. Savantism

THITHER, as I look, I see each result and glory retracing itself and nestling close, always obligated;

Thither hours, months, years—thither trades, compacts, establishments, even the most minute;

Thither every-day life, speech, utensils, politics, persons, estates;

Thither we also, I with my leaves and songs, trustful, admirant,

As a father, to his father going, takes his children along with him.