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And to me each minute


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  [begin leaf 1 recto] 25 *tr And to me each minute of the night and day is chock with something as vital and visible 
  vital live as flesh is
tr in here page 34—And I say the stars are not echoes And I perceive that the salt marsh sea sedgy weed has delicious refreshing odors; And potatoes and milk afford a fat breakfast dinner of state,; And I dare not say the guess the chipping bird bay mare mocking bird is less than I sings as well as I,  
  because although she reads no newspaper; never learned the gamut;
And to shake my friendly right hand governors 
  and millionaires shall stand all day, 
  waiting their turns.—
And on to me each acre of the earth land and sea, I behold exhibits to me  
  perpetual ^unending marvellous pictures;
They fill the worm‑fence, and lie on the heaped stones, 
  and are hooked to the elder and poke‑weed;
And to me each every minute of the night and day is filled with a live joy And ^to me the cow crunching with depressed head surpasses is an a  
  every statue ^perfect and plumb;
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