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fish-shaped island, As I wended the shores I know, As I walk'd with that electric self seeking types. 2

utmost a little wash'd-up drift, A few sands and dead leaves to gather, Gather, and merge myself as part

or twos appearing, Ever the stock preserv'd and never lost, though rare, enough for seed preserv'd.) 2

the river pois'd, the twain yet one, a moment's lull, A motionless still balance in the air, then parting

flung out from the steeples of churches and from all the public buildings and stores, The tearful parting

, the mother kisses her son, the son kisses his mother, (Loth is the mother to part, yet not a word does

THE CENTENARIAN'S STORY.

Volunteer of 1861-2, (at Washington Park, Brooklyn, assisting the Centenarian.)

in myself—aye, long ago as it is, I took part in it, Walking then this hilltop, this same ground.

to me you bring, Lilac blooming perennial and drooping star in the west, And thought of him I love. 2

of him for the day or a certain part of the day, Or for many years or stretching cycles of years.

The early lilacs became part of this child, And grass and white and red morning-glories, and white and

The field-sprouts of Fourth-month and Fifth-month became part of him, Winter-grain sprouts and those

Perhaps every mite has once form'd part of a sick person—yet behold!

What is prudence is indivisible, Declines to separate one part of life from every part, Divides not the

appointed days that forgive not, I dispense from this side judgments inexorable without the least remorse. 2

the ceaseless ferry, faces and faces and faces, I see them and complain not, and am content with all. 2

thy notes, Now pouring, whirling like a tempest round me, Now low, subdued, now in the distance lost. 2

, Lone, sulky, through the time's thick murk looking in vain for light, for hope, From unsuspected parts

the hermit thrush from the swamp-cedars, Solitary, singing in the West, I strike up for a New World. 2

wend, they never stop, Successions of men, Americanos, a hundred millions, One generation playing its part

and passing on, Another generation playing its part and passing on in its turn, With faces turn'd sideways

let others ignore what they may, I make the poem of evil also, I commemorate that part also, I am myself

I will not make poems with reference to parts, But I will make poems, songs, thoughts, with reference

harbor for good or bad, I permit to speak at every hazard, Nature without check with original energy. 2

overseer views them from his saddle, The bugle calls in the ball-room, the gentlemen run for their part

Parting track'd by arriving, perpetual payment of perpetual loan, Rich showering rain, and recompense

I take part, I see and hear the whole, The cries, curses, roar, the plaudits for well-aim'd shots, The

, any thing is but a part.

2 The love of the body of man or woman balks account, the body itself balks account, That of the male

I dare not desert the likes of you in other men and women, nor the likes of the parts of you, I believe

bones and the marrow in the bones, The exquisite realization of health; O I say these are not the parts

earth, All the governments, judges, gods, follow'd persons of the earth, These are contain'd in sex as parts

Now we have met, we have look'd, we are safe, Return in peace to the ocean my love, I too am part of

shall be lawless, rude, illiterate, he shall be one condemn'd by others for deeds done, I will play a part

to me you bring; Lilac blooming perennial, and drooping star in the west, And thought of him I love. 2

Fallen cold and dead. 2 O captain! my captain!

days, that forgive not, I dispense from this side judgments inexorable, without the least remorse. 2

indescribable look; Of the dead on their backs, with arms extended wide, I dream, I dream, I dream. 2

finish'd Sabbath, On the pavement here—and there beyond, it is looking, Down a new-made double grave. 2

conqueror—yet treacher- ous treacherous lip-smiles everywhere, And Death and infidelity at every step.) 2

west-bred face, To him the hereditary countenance bequeath'd, both mother's and father's, His first parts

employments, are you and me, Past, present, future, are you and me. 18 I swear I dare not shirk any part

of myself, Not any part of America, good or bad, Not the promulgation of Liberty—not to cheer up slaves

with the Power's pulsations—and the charm of my theme was upon me, Till the tissues that held me, parted

Leaves of Grass 2 2.

it is impossible for me to get rid of them; I am fill'd with them, and I will fill them in return. 2

From all that has been near you, I believe you have im- parted imparted to yourselves, and now would

evident and amicable with me. 4 The earth expanding right hand and left hand, The picture alive, every part

; The body does not travel as much as the soul; The body has just as great a work as the soul, and parts

All parts away for the progress of souls; All religion, all solid things, arts, governments,—all that

thank you for liking me as I am, and liking the touch of me—I know that it is good for you to do so. 2

Debris 2 ANY thing is as good as established, when that is estab- lished established that will produce

Leaves of Grass 2 2. TEARS! tears! tears!

all so dear to me—what you are, (whatever it is), I become a part of that, whatever it is Southward there

Mannahatta in itself, Singing the song of These, my ever-united lands—my body no more inevitably united, part

to part, and made one identity, any more than my lands are inevitably united, and made ONE IDENTITY;

vouchsafe to me what has yet been vouch- safed vouchsafed to none—Tell me the whole story, Tell me what

Thoughts 2 2.

æsthetic, or in- tellectual intelltual , Who, having consider'd the Body, finds all its organs and parts

I SAY whatever tastes sweet to the most perfect person —That is finally right. 2.

My brown hands and the silent manner of me without charm; Yet comes one a Manhattanese and ever at parting

—no; But merely of two simple men I saw to-day on the pier in the midst of the crowd, parting the parting

2 Within me latitude widens, longitude lengthens, Asia, Africa, Europe, are to the east—America is provided

factories, palaces, hovels, huts of barbarians, tents of nomads upon the surface, I see the shaded part

on one side where the sleepers are sleeping, and the sunlit part on the other side, I see the curious

I see the cities of the earth and make myself at random a part of them, I am a real Parisian, I am a

it is impossible for me to get rid of them, I am fill'd with them, and I will fill them in return.) 2

evident and amicable with me. 4 The earth expanding right hand and left hand, The picture alive, every part

remain behind you, What beckonings of love you receive you shall only answer with passionate kisses of parting

All parts away for the progress of souls, All religion, all solid things, arts, governments—all that

from shore to shore years hence are more to me, and more in my meditations, than you might suppose. 2

the day, The simple, compact, well-join'd scheme, myself disintegrated, every one disintegrated yet part

air floating with motionless wings, oscillating their bodies, Saw how the glistening yellow lit up parts

play the part that looks back on the actor or actress!

toward eternity, Great or small, you furnish your parts toward the soul.

quickly to sail, come tell me, Come tell me where I am speeding—tell me my destina-tiondestination. 2

is not enough to have this globe, or a certain time —I will have thousands of globes, and all time. 2

returning in the afternoon—my brood of tough boys accom- panying accompanying me, My brood of grown and part-grown

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is Life, real and mystical, wherever and who- ever whoever ; Great is Death—sure as life holds all parts

together, Death holds all parts together.

his own, and bestows it upon men, and any man translates, and any man translates himself also; One part

does not counteract another part—he is the joiner—he sees how they join.

To think that you and I did not see, feel, think, nor bear our part!

To think that we are now here, and bear our part !

2 Not a day passes—not a minute or second, without an accouchement!

He was a good fellow, free-mouth'd, quick-temper'd, not bad-looking, able to take his own part, witty

Perhaps every mite has once form'd part of a sick person—Yet behold!

is of consequence; Not a move can a man or woman make, that affects him or her in a day, month, any part

of his mouth, or the shaping of his great hands; All that is well thought or said this day on any part

The world does not so exist—no parts palpable or impalpable so exist, No consummation exists without

What is prudence, is indivisible, Declines to separate one part of life from every part, Divides not

; Perfect sanity shows the master among philosophs; Time, always without flaw, indicates itself in parts

Cluster: Songs of Parting. (1891) SONGS OF PARTING. AS THE TIME DRAWS NIGH.

Your horizon rises, I see it parting away for more august dramas, I see not America only, not only Liberty's

advancing with irresistible power on the world's stage, (Have the old forces, the old wars, played their parts

all its horrors, serves, And how now or at any time each serves the exquisite transition of death. 2

what was promis'd, When through these States walk a hundred millions of superb persons, When the rest part

what fluid, vast identity, Holding the universe with all its parts as one—as sailing in a ship?

On, on, and do your part, ye burying, ebbing tide! On for your time, ye furious debouché!

; Duly by you, from you, the tide and light again—duly the hinges turning, Duly the needed discord-parts

intentionless, the whole a nothing, And haply yet some drop within God's scheme's ensemble—some wave, or part

Put in thy chants said he, No more the puzzling hour nor day, nor segments, parts, put in, Put first

and the silent manner of me, with- out without charm; Yet comes one, a Manhattanese, and ever at parting

—No; But I record of two simple men I saw to-day, on the pier, in the midst of the crowd, parting the

part- ing parting of dear friends; The one to remain hung on the other's neck, and pas- sionately passionately

sought to escape, confronting, reversing my cries; I see my own soul trampling down what it ask'd for.) 2

your horizon rises—I see it parting away for more august dramas; I see not America only—I see not only

that force advancing with irresistible power on the world's stage; (Have the old forces played their parts