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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

Leaves of Grass 2 2.

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

resumed, the chaos louder than ever, with eager calls, and orders of officers; While from some distant part

touch you, For I could not die till I once look'd on you, For I fear'd I might afterward lose you. 2

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

despite of people —Illustrates evil as well as good; How many hold despairingly yet to the models de- parted

Thoughts 2 2.

inland and seaboard, When through These States walk a hundred millions of superb persons, When the rest part

And take the young woman's hand, and the young man's hand, for the last time. 2 I announce natural persons

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.

strangely transmutes them, They are not vile any more, they hardly know themselves they are so grown. 2

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

all so dear to me—what you are, (whatever it is,) I putting it at random in these songs, become a part

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

to part, and made out of a thousand diverse contributions one identity, any more than my lands are inevitably

gayly or returning in the afternoon, my brood of tough boys accompanying me, My brood of grown and part-grown

emblem, dabs of music, Fingers of the organist skipping staccato over the keys of the great organ. 2

grass been growing, Long and long has the rain been falling, Long has the globe been rolling round. 2

ecstatic rose the chant, As if the heirs, the deities of the West, Joining with master-tongue bore part

indications, the vistas of coming humanity, the settlements, features all, In the Mendocino woods I caught. 2

2 Souls of men and women!

the best poems re-appears the body, man's or woman's, well- shaped well-shaped , natural, gay, Every part

losing, Of all able and ready at any time to give strict account, The divine ship sails the divine sea. 2

life a share or more or less, None born but it is born, conceal'd or unconceal'd the seed is waiting. 2

pert apparel, the deform'd attitude, drunkenness, greed, pre- mature premature death, all these I part

sending itself ahead countless years to come. 2 O but it is not the years—it is I, it is You, We touch

and am all and believe in all, I believe materialism is true and spiritualism is true, I reject no part

(Have I forgotten any part? any thing in the past?

answers, I too arising, answering, descend to the pavements, merge with the crowd, and gaze with them. 2

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

my spade through the sod and turn it up underneath, I am sure I shall expose some of the foul meat. 2

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

martyrs, And when all life and all the souls of men and women are dis- charged discharged from any part

of the earth, Then only shall liberty or the idea of liberty be discharged from that part of the earth

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 the