Leaves of Grass (1871-72)


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NO LABOR-SAVING MACHINE.

No labor-saving machine,
Nor discovery have I made;
Nor will I be able to leave behind me any wealthy be-
         quest to found a hospital or library,
Nor reminiscence of any deed of courage, for America,
Nor literary success, nor intellect—nor book for the
         book-shelf;
Only a few carols, vibrating through the air, I leave,
For comrades and lovers.
 
 
 
 
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