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Small the Theme of My Chant.

From the 1867 edition L. of G.


Small the theme of my Chant, yet the greatest—namely, One's- 
 Self—a simple, separate person. That, for the use of the  
 New World, I sing.
Man's physiology complete, from top to toe, I sing. Not physi- 
 ognomy alone, nor brain alone, is worthy for the Muse;—I  
 say the Form complete is worthier far. The Female equally  
 with the Male, I sing.
Nor cease at the theme of One's-Self. I speak the word of the  
 modern, the word En-Masse.
My Days I sing, and the Lands—with interstice I knew of hap- 
 less War.
(O friend, whoe'er you are, at last arriving hither to commence,  
 I feel through every leaf the pressure of your hand, which I  
And thus upon our journey, footing the road, and more than  
 once, and link'd together let us go.)
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