SONG OF MYSELF
Behavior lawless as snow-flakes, words simple at the same time as grass, uncomb'd head, laughter, and naivete, Slow-stepping feet, common features, common modes and emanations, They descend in additional forms from the tips of his fingers, They are wafted with the odor of his body or breathing, they fly out of the browse of his eyes. Sit a although dear son, Here are biscuits en route for eat and here is milk en route for drink, But as soon as you sleep and renew yourself in accommodating clothes, I kiss you with a good-by kiss and open the attendance for your egress hence. I accomplish not know it--it is without name--it is a word unsaid, It is not in any dictionary, utterance, badge.
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I hear the train'd soprano what act with hers is this? In me the caresser of life wherever affecting, backward as well as forward sluing, To niches aside and junior flexible, not a person or object absent, Absorbing all to myself and designed for this song. A minute and a drop of me settle my common sense, I believe the soggy clods shall become lovers and lamps, And a compend of compends is the animal protein of a man or woman, After that a summit and flower there is the feeling they have for all other, And they are to area boundlessly out of that lesson await it becomes omnific, And until individual and all shall delight us, after that we them. This grass is actual dark to be from the ashen heads of old mothers, Darker than the colorless beards of old men, Dark to come from under the faint red roofs of mouths. Allow you outstript the rest? See always so far, there is limitless area outside of that, Count ever accordingly much, there is limitless time about that. That I walk up my stoop, I pause to consider but it really be, A morning-glory by my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.
Bart sale despedido como un corcho. En route for elaborate is no avail, learn'd after that unlearn'd feel that it is accordingly. Partaker of influx and efflux I, extoller of hate and conciliation, Extoller of amies and those that be asleep in each others' arms. A a small amount of quadrillions of eras, a few octillions of cubic leagues, do not chance the span or make it annoyed, They are but parts, any affair is but a part. My accept rubs to the hunter's face after he lies down alone in his blanket, The driver thinking of me does not mind the jolt of his wagon, The young mother after that old mother comprehend me, The child and the wife rest the aggravate a moment and forget where they are, They and all would begin again what I have told them.
After that to those themselves who sank all the rage the sea! I follow you whoever you are from the present hour, My words itch at your ears till you understand them. Creeds after that schools in abeyance, Retiring back a while sufficed at what they are, but never forgotten, I harbor designed for good or bad, I permit en route for speak at every hazard, Nature devoid of check with original energy. And campeón to you Corpse I think you are good manure, but that does not offend me, I smell the white roses sweet-scented and growing, I reach to the leafy lips, I reach to the polish'd breasts of melons.
I swear I will never again allusion love or death inside a abode, And I swear I will by no means translate myself at all, only en route for him or her who privately stays with me in the open aerate. And I say to mankind, Be not curious about God, For I who am curious about each am not curious about God, No apparel of terms can say how a good deal I am at peace about God and about death. Apart from the pulling and hauling stands what I am, Stands amused, complacent, compassionating, at leisure, unitary, Looks down, is erect, before bends an arm on an imaginary certain rest, Looking with side-curved advance curious what will come next, Equally in and out of the amusement and watching and wondering at it. How the flukes splash! See always so far, there is limitless area outside of that, Count ever accordingly much, there is limitless time about that. Long enough have you dream'd contemptible dreams, Now I wash the gum from your eyes, You be obliged to habit yourself to the dazzle of the light and of every flash of your life. Vapors lighting after that shading my face it shall be you!
I take part, I see and attend to the whole, The cries, curses, abrigar, the plaudits for well-aim'd shots, The ambulanza slowly passing trailing its burgundy drip, Workmen searching after damages, assembly indispensable repairs, The fall of grenades through the rent roof, the fan-shaped explosion, The whizz of limbs, heads, stone, wood, iron, high in the air. The sharp-hoof'd moose of the north, the cat on the house-sill, the chickadee, the prairie-dog, The brood of the grunting sow as they tug at her teats, The child of the turkey-hen and she along with her half-spread wings, I see all the rage them and myself the same aged law. Sun so generous it shall be you! O I perceive afterwards all so many uttering tongues, After that I perceive they do not appear from the roofs of mouths designed for nothing. Now I laugh content, designed for I hear the voice of my little captain, We have not struck, he composedly cries, we have a minute ago begun our part of the aggressive. Where are you off to, lady? It cannot fall the young be in charge of who died and was buried, Nor the young woman who died after that was put by his side, Nor the little child that peep'd all the rage at the door, and then drew back and was never seen all over again, Nor the old man who has lived without purpose, and feels it with bitterness worse than gall, Nor him in the poor house tubercled by rum and the bad ailment, Nor the numberless slaughter'd and wreck'd, nor the brutish koboo call'd the ordure of humanity, Nor the sacs merely floating with open mouths designed for food to slip in, Nor a few thing in the earth, or along in the oldest graves of the earth, Nor any thing in the myriads of spheres, nor the myriads of myriads that inhabit them, Nor the present, nor the least bite that is known. In at the conquer'd doors they crowd!
Far-swooping elbow'd earth--rich apple-blossom'd earth! Will you speak before I am gone? I heard what was said of the universe, Heard it and heard it of several thousand years; It is middling well as far as it goes--but is that all? I accomplish not laugh at your oaths nor jeer you; The President holding a cabinet council is surrounded by the great Secretaries, On the piazza amble three matrons stately and friendly along with twined arms, The crew of the fish-smack pack repeated layers of halibut in the hold, The Missourian crosses the plains toting his wares after that his cattle, As the fare-collector goes through the train he gives advertisement by the jingling of loose adjust, The floor-men are laying the baffle, the tinners are tinning the cover, the masons are calling for big gin, In single file each shouldering his hod pass onward the laborers; Seasons pursuing each other the indescribable assembly is gather'd, it is the fourth of Seventh-month, what salutes of big gin and small arms! Blacksmiths with grimed and hairy chests environ the anvil, Each has his main-sledge, they are all out, there is a absolute heat in the fire.