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Something it swings on more than the earth I swing on, To it the creation is the friend whose embracing awakes.
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O I perceive after all so many uttering tongues, And I perceive they do not come from the roofs of mouths for nothing.
All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses, And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier.This is the grass that grows wherever the land is and the water is, This the common air that bathes the globe.Night of south winds-night of the large few stars!One world is aware and by far the largest to me, and that is myself, And whether I come to my own to-day or in ten thousand or ten million years, I can cheerfully take it now, or with equal cheerfulness I can wait.Did you fear some scrofula out of the unflagging pregnancy?Long I was hugg'd close-long and long.
Have you practis'd so long to learn to read?
Do you guess I have some intricate purpose?




I dote on myself, there is that lot of me and all so luscious, Each moment and whatever happens thrills me with joy, I cannot tell how my ankles bend, nor whence the cause of my faintest wish, Nor the cause of the friendship.I do not know what is untried and afterward, But I know it will in its turn prove sufficient, and cannot fail.Sleep-I and they keep guard all night, Not doubt, not decease shall dare to lay finger upon you, I have embraced you, and henceforth possess you to myself, And when you rise in the morning you will find what I tell you.I follow you whoever you are from the present hour, My words itch at your ears till you understand them.By, walt Whitman, i celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.What have you to confide to me?The video poker slots er rigget authors of poetry and other material appearing on DayPoems retain full rights to their work.The earth by the sky staid with, the daily close of their junction, The heav'd challenge from the east that moment over my head, The mocking taunt, See then whether you shall be master!
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Sea of stretch'd ground-swells, Sea breathing broad and convulsive breaths, Sea of the brine of life and of unshovell'd yet always-ready graves, Howler and scooper of storms, capricious and dainty sea, I am integral with you, I too am of one phase and of all.