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Leaves of Grass (1867)
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O TAN-FACED PRAIRIE-BOY.
| Before you came to camp, came many a welcome gift; |
Praises and presents came, and nourishing food—till at
last among the recruits,
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You came, taciturn, with nothing to give—we but
look'd on each other,
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When lo! more than all the gifts of the world, you
gave me.
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