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37 You laggards there on guard!
And as to you Life I reckon you are the leavings of many deaths, (No doubt I have died myself ten thousand times before.) I hear you whispering there O stars of heaven, O suns-O grass of graves-O perpetual transfers and promotions, If you.5 I believe in you my soul, the other I am must not abase itself to you, And you must not be att vinna en massa pengar snabbt abased to the other.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.What do you think has become of the young and old men?Oxen that rattle the yoke and chain or halt in the leafy shade, what is that you express in your eyes?What blurt is this about virtue and about vice?I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.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.You sweaty brooks and dews it shall be you!No shutter'd room or school can commune with me, But roughs and little children better than they.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.It cannot fall the young man who died and was buried, Nor the young woman who died and was put by his side, Nor the little child that peep'd in at the door, and then drew back and was never seen again, Nor the old.I do not know what is untried and afterward, But I know it will in its turn prove sufficient, and cannot fail.I help myself to material and immaterial, No guard can shut me off, no law prevent.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.




Sure as the most certain sure, plumb in the uprights, well entretied, braced in the beams, Stout as a horse, affectionate, haughty, electrical, I and this mystery here we stand.Broad muscular fields, branches of live oak, loving lounger in my winding paths, it shall be you!We had receiv'd some eighteen pound shots under the water, On our lower-gun-deck two large pieces had burst at the first fire, killing all around and blowing up overhead.Whimpering and truckling fold with powders for invalids, conformity goes to the fourth-remov'd, I wear my hat as I please indoors or out.You will hardly know who I am or what I mean, But I shall be good health to you nevertheless, And filter and fibre your blood.This is the press of a bashful hand, this the float and odor of hair, This the touch of my lips to yours, this the murmur of yearning, This the far-off depth and height reflecting my own face, This the thoughtful merge of myself, and.All forces have been steadily employ'd to complete and delight me, Now on this spot I stand with my robust soul.Did you guess the celestial laws are yet to be work'd over and rectified?They do not sweat and whine about their condition, They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins, They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God, Not one is dissatisfied, not one is demented with the mania.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.
Something I cannot see puts upward libidinous prongs, Seas of bright juice suffuse heaven.
The last scud of day holds back for me, It flings my likeness after the rest and true as any on the shadow'd wilds, It coaxes me to the vapor and the dusk.