Leaves of Grass (1871-72)


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O LIVING ALWAYS—ALWAYS DYING.

O LIVING always—always dying!
O the burials of me past and present!
O me while I stride ahead, material, visible, imperious
         as ever!
O me, what I was for years, now dead, (I lament not,—
         I am content;)
O to disengage myself from those corpses of me, which
         I turn and look at where I cast them!
To pass on, (O living! always living!) and leave the
         corpses behind!
 
 
 
 
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