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I am enamour'd of growing out-doors, Of men les femmes cherchent des hommes à barquisimeto that live among cattle or taste of the ocean or woods, Of the builders and steerers of ships and the wielders of axes and mauls, and the drivers of horses, I can eat and sleep with them.
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23 Endless unfolding of words of ages!Fetching it to me with full hands; How could I answer the child?Behold, I do not give lectures or a little charity, When I give I give myself.Shoulder your duds dear son, and I will mine, and let us hasten forth, Wonderful cities and free nations rencontres grand corps malade explication we shall fetch as.Look to your arms!My rendezvous is appointed, it is certain, The Lord will be there and wait till I come on perfect terms, The great Camerado, the lover true for whom I pine will be there.24 Walt Whitman, a kosmos, of Manhattan the son, Turbulent, fleshy, sensual, eating, drinking and breeding, No sentimentalist, no stander above men and women or apart from them, No more modest than immodest.The press of my foot to the earth springs a hundred affections, They scorn the best I can do to relate them.15 The pure contralto sings in the organ loft, The carpenter dresses his plank, the tongue of his foreplane whistles its wild ascending lisp, The married and unmarried children ride home to their Thanksgiving dinner, The pilot seizes the king-pin, he heaves down with.Parting track'd by arriving, perpetual payment of perpetual loan, Rich showering rain, and recompense richer afterward.O I perceive after all so many uttering tongues, And I perceive they do not come from the roofs of mouths for nothing.Well I have, for the Fourth-month showers have, and the mica on the side of a rock has.They were the glory of the race of rangers, Matchless with horse, rifle, song, supper, courtship, Large, turbulent, generous, handsome, proud, and affectionate, Bearded, sunburnt, drest in the free costume of hunters, Not a single one over thirty years of age.43 I do not despise you priests, all time, the world over, My faith is the greatest of faiths and the least of faiths, Enclosing worship ancient and modern and all between ancient and modern, Believing I shall come again upon the earth after five.Oxen that rattle the yoke and chain or halt in the leafy shade, what is that you express in your eyes?Which of the young men does she like the best?Broad muscular fields, branches of live oak, loving lounger in my winding paths, it shall be you!I am there, I help, I came stretch'd atop of the load, I felt its soft jolts, one leg reclined on the other, I jump from the cross-beams and seize the clover and timothy, And roll head over heels and tangle my hair full.49 And as to you Death, and you bitter hug of mortality, it is idle to try to alarm.
I hear the chorus, it is a grand opera, Ah this indeed is music-this suits.




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