Leaves of Grass (1881-82)

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BE composed—be at ease with me—I am Walt Whitman, liberal
         and lusty as Nature,
Not till the sun excludes you do I exclude you,
Not till the waters refuse to glisten for you and the leaves to rustle
         for you, do my words refuse to glisten and rustle for you.

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My girl I appoint with you an appointment, and I charge you that
         you make preparation to be worthy to meet me,
And I charge you that you be patient and perfect till I come.

Till then I salute you with a significant look that you do not forget
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