All forces have been steadily employ'd to complete and delight me, Now on this spot I stand with my robust soul.
I take part, I see and hear the whole, The yatzy spilleautomat cries, curses, roar, the plaudits for well-aim'd shots, The ambulanza slowly passing trailing its red drip, Workmen searching after damages, making indispensable repairs, The fall of grenades through the rent roof, the fan-shaped explosion, The.
I hear the train'd soprano (what work with hers is this?) The orchestra whirls me wider than Uranus flies, It wrenches such ardors from me I did not know I possess'd them, It sails me, I dab with bare feet, they are lick'd by the.
It shall be you!
10 Alone far in the wilds and mountains I hunt, Wandering amazed at my own lightness and glee, In the late afternoon choosing a safe spot to pass the night, Kindling a fire and broiling the fresh-kill'd game, Falling asleep on the gather'd leaves with.The sharp-hoof'd moose of the north, the cat on the house-sill, the chickadee, the prairie-dog, The litter of the grunting sow as they tug at her teats, The brood of the turkey-hen and she with her half-spread wings, I see in them and myself the.In the houses the dishes and fare and furniture-but the host and hostess, and the look out of their eyes?Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged, Missing me one place search another, I stop somewhere waiting for you.46 I know I have the best of time and space, and was never measured and never will be measured.Have you heard that it was good to gain the day?I visit the orchards of spheres and look at the product, And look at quintillions ripen'd and look at quintillions green.16 I am of old and young, of the foolish as much as the wise, Regardless of others, ever regardful of others, Maternal as well as paternal, a child as well as a man, Stuff'd with the stuff that is coarse and stuff'd with the.A few quadrillions of eras, a few octillions of cubic leagues, do not hazard the span or make it impatient, They are but parts, any thing is but a part.Breast that presses against other breasts it shall be you!I know I am solid and sound, To me the converging objects of the universe perpetually flow, All are written to me, and I must get what the writing means.Vapors lighting and shading my face it shall be you!
The transit to and from the magazine is now stopt by the sentinels, They see so many strange faces they do not know whom to trust.
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My head slues round on my neck, Music rolls, but not from the organ, Folks are around me, but they are no household of mine.
Who wishes to walk with me?Is he some Southwesterner rais'd out-doors?The beards of the young men glisten'd with wet, it ran from their long hair, Little streams pass'd all over their bodies.We want your opinion!It is not far, it is within reach, Perhaps you have been on it since you were born and did not know, Perhaps it is everywhere on water and on land.It is a trifle, they will more than arrive there every one, and still pass.By the city's quadrangular houses-in log huts, camping with lumber-men, Along the ruts of the turnpike, along the dry gulch and rivulet bed, Weeding my onion-patch or hosing rows of carrots and parsnips, crossing savannas, trailing in forests, Prospecting, gold-digging, girdling the trees.They were the glory of the race of rangers, Matchless with horse, rifle, song, supper, courtship, Large, turbulent, generous, handsome, proud, and affectionate, Bearded, sunburnt, drest in the free costume of hunters, Not a single one over thirty years of age.I loafe and invite my soul, I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.