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            <title level="m" type="sub">a machine readable transcription</title>
            <author>Walt Whitman</author>
            <editor role="contributing">Susan Belasco</editor>
<editor role="assistant">Elizabeth Lorang</editor>
            <editor role="general">Ed Folsom</editor>
<editor role="general">Kenneth M. Price</editor>
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               <persName xml:id="el">Elizabeth Lorang</persName>
               <persName xml:id="al">April Lambert</persName>
            <persName xml:id="sb">Susan Belasco</persName>
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            <sponsor>Center for Digital Research in the Humanities, University of Nebraska-Lincoln</sponsor>
            <sponsor>University of Iowa</sponsor>
            <funder>National Endowment for the Humanities</funder>
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               <date>2014</date>
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            <distributor>The Walt Whitman Archive</distributor>
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               <addrLine>Center for Digital Research in the Humanities</addrLine>
               <addrLine>319 Love Library</addrLine>
               <addrLine>University of Nebraska-Lincoln</addrLine>
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               <p>The text of the original item is in the public domain.</p><p>The text encoding and textual annotations were created and/or prepared by the <title level="m">Walt Whitman Archive</title> and Susan Belasco and are licensed under a <ref target="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/">Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International License</ref> (CC BY 4.0). Any reuse of these materials should credit the <title level="m">Walt Whitman Archive</title> and Susan Belasco.</p>
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                  <title>Poemet [That shadow, my likeness]</title>
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                     <ref target="per.00105">New-York Saturday Press</ref>
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                     <date when="1860-02-04">4 February 1860</date>
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               <note type="project">Our transcription is based on a digital image of a microfilm copy of an original issue.</note>
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            <note type="authorial" place="inline" rend="center">[For the Saturday Press.]</note>

            <head type="main-authorial">Poemet.<note type="editorial" resp="wwa" xml:id="n1">This poem later appeared as "Calamus No. 40," <hi rend="italic">Leaves of Grass</hi> (1860); as "That Shadow My Likeness," <hi rend="italic">Leaves of Grass</hi> (1867); and, with slight changes in the text, in <hi rend="italic">Leaves of Grass</hi> (1881–82).</note></head>

            <l>That shadow, my likeness, that goes to and fro, seek-<lb/> ing a livelihood, chattering, chaffering,</l>
            <l>How often I find myself standing and looking at it<lb/> where it flits,</l>
            <l>How often I question and doubt whether that is really<lb/> me;</l>
            <l>But in these, and among my lovers, and carolling my<lb/> songs,</l>
            <l>O I never doubt whether that is really me.</l>

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               <signed rend="right">W<hi rend="smallcaps">ALT</hi> W<hi rend="smallcaps">HITMAN</hi>.</signed>

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