Who will soonest be through with his supper?
7 Has any one supposed it lucky to be born?
Sun so generous it shall be you!
I take part, I see and hear the whole, The casino spil mobile9 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.Behold, I do not give lectures or a little charity, When I give I give myself.Sit a while dear son, Here are biscuits to eat and here is milk to drink, But as soon as you sleep and renew yourself in sweet clothes, I kiss you with a good-by kiss and open the gate for your egress hence.Perhaps I might tell more.Hurrah for positive science!My face rubs to the hunter's face when he lies down alone in his blanket, The driver thinking of me does not mind the jolt of his wagon, The young mother and old mother comprehend me, The girl and the wife rest the needle.I plead for my brothers and sisters.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.Why should I pray?I go hunting polar furs and the seal, leaping chasms with a pike-pointed staff, clinging to topples of brittle and blue.
If you would understand me go to the heights or water-shore, The nearest gnat is an explanation, and a drop or motion of waves key, The maul, the oar, the hand-saw, second my words.
I help myself to material and immaterial, No guard can shut me off, no law prevent.
The little light fades the immense and diaphanous shadows, The air tastes good to my palate.
This grass is very dark to be from the white heads of old mothers, Darker than the colorless beards of old men, Dark to come from under the faint red roofs of mouths.Parting track'd by arriving, perpetual payment of perpetual loan, Rich showering rain, and recompense richer afterward.46 I know I have the best of time and space, and was never measured and never will be measured.I am enamour'd of growing out-doors, Of men that live among cattle or taste of the ocean or woods, Of the builders and steerers of ships and the wielders of axes and mauls, and the drivers of horses, I can eat and sleep with them.This is the geologist, this works with the scalper, and this is a mathematician.Wrench'd and sweaty-calm and cool then my body becomes, I sleep-I sleep long.That I could forget the mockers and insults!Oxen that rattle the yoke and chain or halt in the leafy shade, what is that you express in your eyes?52 The spotted hawk swoops by and accuses me, he complains of my gab and my loitering.Do I astonish more than they?