I now suspect that is not all;
I now suspect there is something fierce in you, eligible to burst
forth;
For an athlete is enamour’d of me–and I of him;
But toward him there is something fierce and terrible in me, eligible
to burst forth,
I dare not tell it in words–not even in these songs.
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Clear the way there, Jonathan!Way for the President’s marshal! Way for the government cannon!Way for the Federal foot and dragoons–and the apparitions copiouslytumbling.I love to look on the stars and stripes–I hope the fifes will playYankee Doodle.How bright shine the cutlasses of the foremost troops!Every man holds his revolver, marching stiff through Boston town.A fog…
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NOW list to my morning’s romanza–I tell the signs of the Answerer;
me.A young man comes to me bearing a message from his brother;How shall the young man know the whether and when of his brother?Tell him to send me the signs.And I stand before the young man face to face, and take his righthand in my left hand, and his left hand in my right hand,And…
THIS day, O Soul, I give you a wondrous mirror;
pass’d, and the tarnish gone;… Behold, O Soul! it is now a clean and bright mirror,Faithfully showing you all the things of the world.
WHEN I read the book, the biography famous,
And so will some one, when I am dead and gone, write my life?(As if any man really knew aught of my life;Why, even I myself, I often think, know little or nothing of my reallife;Only a few hints–a few diffused, faint clues and indirections,I seek, for my own use, to trace out here.)