Leaves of Grass (1856)


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18—Poem of The Last Explanation of Prudence.


ALL day I have walked the city and talked with
         my friends, and thought of prudence,
Of time, space, reality—of such as these, and
         abreast with them, prudence.

After all, the last explanation remains to be made
         about prudence,
Little and large alike drop quietly aside from the
         prudence that suits immortality.

The soul is of itself,
All verges to it, all has reference to what ensues,
All that a person does, says, thinks, is of conse-
         quence,
Not a move can a man or woman make, that
         affects him or her in a day, month, any part
         of the direct life-time, or the hour of death,
         but the same affects him or her onward after-
         ward through the indirect life-time.

The indirect is more than the direct,
 


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The spirit receives from the body just as much as
         it gives to the body, if not more.

Not one word or deed—not venereal sore, dis-
         coloration, privacy of the onanist, putridity of
         gluttons or rum-drinkers, peculation, cunning,
         betrayal, murder, seduction, prostitution, but
         has results beyond death, as really as before
         death.

Charity and personal force are the only invest-
         ments worth anything.

No specification is necessary—all that a male
         or female does, that is vigorous, benevolent,
         clean, is so much profit to him or her in the
         unshakable order of the universe, and through
         the whole scope of it forever.

Who has been wise, receives interest,
Savage, felon, President, judge, prostitute, farmer,
         sailor, mechanic, young, old, it is the same,
The interest will come round—all will come
         round.

Singly, wholly, to affect now, affected their time,
         will forever affect, all of the past, and all of
         the present, and all of the future,
All the brave actions of war and peace,
 


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All help given to relatives, strangers, the poor, old,
         sorrowful, young children, widows, the sick,
         and to shunned persons,
All furtherance of fugitives, and of the escape of
         slaves,
All self-denial that stood steady and aloof on
         wrecks, and saw others fill the seats of the
         boats,
All offering of substance or life for the good old
         cause, or for a friend's sake, or opinion's sake,
All pains of enthusiasts, scoffed at by their neigh-
         bors,
All the limitless sweet love and precious suffering
         of mothers,
All honest men baffled in strifes recorded or unre-
         corded,
All the grandeur and good of ancient nations
         whose fragments we inherit,
All the good of the hundreds of ancient nations
         unknown to us by name, date, location,
All that was ever manfully begun, whether it suc-
         ceeded or no,
All suggestions of the divine mind of man, or the
         divinity of his mouth, or the shaping of his
         great hands;
All that is well thought or said this day on any
         part of the globe—or on any of the wander-
         ing stars, or on any of the fixed stars, by
         those there as we are here,
 


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All that is henceforth to be thought or done by
         you, whoever you are, or by any one,
These inure, have inured, shall inure, to the
         identities from which they sprang, or shall
         spring.

Did you guess anything lived only its moment?
The world does not so exist—no parts palpable
         or impalpable so exist,
No consummation exists without being from some
         long previous consummation, and that from
         some other, without the farthest conceivable
         one coming a bit nearer the beginning than
         any.

Whatever satisfies souls is true,
Prudence satisfies the craving and glut of souls.

Itself finally satisfies the soul,
The soul has that measureless pride which re-
         volts from every lesson but its own.

Now I give you an inkling,
Now I breathe the word of the prudence that
         walks abreast with time, space, reality,
That answers the pride which refuses every les-
         son but its own.

What is prudence, is indivisible,
 


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Declines to separate one part of life from every
         part,
Divides not the righteous from the unrighteous,
         or the living from the dead,
Matches every thought or act by its correlative,
Knows no possible forgiveness or deputed atone-
         ment,
Knows that the young man who composedly
         periled his life and lost it, has done exceeding
         well for himself, without doubt,
That he who never periled his life, but retains it
         to old age in riches and ease, has probably
         achieved nothing for himself worth men-
         tioning;
Knows that only the person has learned, who has
         learned to prefer results,
Who favors body and soul the same,
Who perceives the indirect assuredly following
         the direct,
Who in his spirit in any emergency whatever
         neither hurries or avoids death.
 
 
 
 
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