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All Is Truth.

Part of the cluster LEAVES OF GRASS.

All is Truth.

1O ME, man of slack faith so long! Standing aloof—denying portions so long; Only aware to-day of compact, all-diffused truth; Discovering to-day there is no lie, or form of lie, and  
 can be none, but grows as inevitably upon itself  
 as the truth does upon itself,
Or as any law of the earth, or any natural production  
 of the earth does.
2(This is curious, and may not be realized immediately  
 —But it must be realized;
I feel in myself that I represent falsehoods equally with  
 the rest,
And that the universe does.)
3Where has fail'd a perfect return, indifferent of lies or  
 the truth?
Is it upon the ground, or in water or fire? or in the  
 spirit of man? or in the meat and blood?
4Meditating among liars, and retreating sternly into  
 myself, I see that there are really no liars or lies  
 after all,
And that nothing fails its perfect return—And that  
 what are called lies are perfect returns,
And that each thing exactly represents itself, and what  
 has preceded it,
And that the truth includes all, and is compact, just as  
 much as space is compact,
And that there is no flaw or vacuum in the amount of  
 the truth—but that all is truth without excep- 
And henceforth I will go celebrate anything I see or  
And sing and laugh, and deny nothing.

Part of the cluster LEAVES OF GRASS.

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