This is the grass that grows wherever the land is and the water is, This the common air that bathes the globe.
9 The big doors of spela spelautomater för riktiga pengar bästa online the country barn stand open and ready, The dried grass of the harvest-time loads the slow-drawn wagon, The clear light plays on the brown gray and green intertinged, The armfuls are pack'd to the sagging mow.
I am a free companion, I bivouac by invading watchfires, I turn the bridgroom out of bed and stay with the bride myself, I tighten her all night to my thighs and lips.
A word of the faith that never balks, Here or henceforward it is all the same to me, I accept Time absolutely.Fighting at sun-down, fighting at dark, Ten o'clock at night, the full moon well up, our leaks on the gain, and five feet of water reported, The master-at-arms loosing the prisoners confined in the after-hold to give them a chance for themselves.Far-swooping elbow'd earth-rich apple-blossom'd earth!Does the early redstart twittering through the woods?42 A call in the midst of the crowd, My own voice, orotund sweeping and final.(Round and round we go, all of us, and ever come back thither If nothing lay more develop'd the quahaug in its callous shell were enough.O unspeakable passionate love.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.My breath is tight in its throat, Unclench your floodgates, you are too much for.Do you see O my brothers and sisters?
Have you reckon'd a thousand acres much?
I wonder where they get those tokens, Did I pass that way huge times ago and negligently drop them?
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.I merely stir, press, feel with my fingers, and am happy, To touch my person to some one else's is about as much as I can stand.This is the geologist, this works with the scalper, and this is a mathematician.There was never any more inception than there is now, Nor any more youth or age than there is now, And will never be any more perfection than there is now, Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now.I wish I could translate the hints about the dead young men and women, And the hints about old men and mothers, and the offspring taken soon out of their laps.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.Swiftly arose and spread around me the peace and knowledge that pass all the argument of the earth, And I know that the hand of God is the promise of my own, And I know that the spirit of God is the brother.Have you practis'd so long to learn to read?The black ship mail'd with iron, her mighty guns in her turrets-but the pluck of the captain and engineers?For me the keepers of convicts shoulder their carbines and keep watch, It is I let out in the morning and barr'd at night.I open my scuttle at night and see the far-sprinkled systems, And all I see multiplied as high as I can cipher edge but the rim of the farther systems.
I fly those flights of a fluid and swallowing soul, My course runs below the soundings of plummets.
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.