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Loafe with me on the grass, loose the stop from your throat, Not words, not music or rhyme I want, not custom or lecture, not even the best, Only the lull I like, the hum of your valved voice.Does the early redstart twittering through the woods?I dote on myself, there is that lot of me and all so luscious, Each moment and whatever happens thrills me with joy, I cannot tell how my ankles bend, nor whence the cause of my faintest wish, Nor the cause of the friendship.Clear and sweet is my soul, and clear and sweet is all that is not my soul.Well I have, for the Fourth-month showers have, and the mica on the side of a rock has.Vivas to those who have fail'd!I believe in those wing'd purposes, And acknowledge red, yellow, white, playing within me, And consider green and violet and the tufted crown intentional, And do not call the tortoise unworthy because she is not something else, And the in the woods never studied the.Distant and dead resuscitate, They show as the dial or move as the hands of me, I am crack do far cry 2 v1.03 the clock myself.39 The friendly and flowing savage, who is he?I find I incorporate gneiss, coal, long-threaded moss, fruits, grains, esculent roots, And am stucco'd with quadrupeds and birds all over, And have distanced what is behind me for good reasons, But call any thing back again when I desire.Wider and wider they spread, expanding, always expanding, Outward and outward and forever outward.Hang your whole weight upon.The runaway slave came to my house and stopt outside, I heard his motions crackling the twigs of the woodpile, Through the swung half-door of the kitchen I saw him limpsy and weak, And went where he sat on a log and led him.This is the geologist, this works with the scalper, and this is a mathematician.2, houses and rooms are full of perfumes, the shelves are crowded with perfumes, I breathe the fragrance myself and know it and like it, The distillation would intoxicate me also, but I shall not let.I chant the chant of dilation or pride, We have had ducking and deprecating about enough, I show that size is only development.45 O span of youth!
I help myself to material and immaterial, No guard can shut me off, no law prevent.
I wish I could translate the hints about the dead young men and women, And the hints about old men and mothers, and the offspring taken soon out of their laps.


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