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You are not guilty to me, nor stale nor discarded, I see through the broadcloth and gingham whether or no, And am around, tenacious, acquisitive, tireless, and cannot be shaken away.
Clear and sweet is my soul, and clear and sweet is all that is not my soul.
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 know I am august, I do not trouble my spirit to vindicate itself or be understood, I see that the elementary laws never apologize, (I reckon I behave no prouder than the level I plant my house by, after all.) I exist.What behaved well in the past or behaves well to-day is not such wonder, The wonder is always and always how there can be a mean man or an infidel.Any requests for publication in other venues must be negotiated separately with the authors.Through me forbidden voices, Voices of sexes and lusts, voices veil'd and I remove the veil, Voices indecent by me clarified and transfigur'd.How the flukes splash!41 I am he bringing help for the sick as they pant on spille poker med rigtige penge ipad their backs, And for strong upright men I bring yet more needed help.Did you fear some scrofula out of the unflagging pregnancy?I lie in the night air in my red shirt, the pervading hush is for my sake, Painless after all I lie exhausted but not so unhappy, White and beautiful are the faces around me, the heads are bared of their fire-caps, The kneeling crowd.Our frigate takes fire, The other asks if we demand quarter?It is not chaos or death-it is form, union, plan-it is eternal life-it is Happiness.She owns the fine house by the rise of the bank, She hides handsome and richly drest aft the blinds of the window.
Or I guess the grass is itself a child, the produced babe of the vegetation.
I see something of God each hour of the twenty-four, and each moment then, In the faces of men and women I see God, and in my own face in the glass, I find letters from God dropt in the street, and every one.
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