purple;
On the dead, on their backs, with their arms toss’d wide,
Pour down your unstinted nimbus, sacred moon.
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WHO are you, dusky woman, so ancient, hardly human,
Why, rising by the roadside here, do you the colors greet?(‘Tis while our army lines Carolina’s sand and pines,Forth from thy hovel door, thou, Ethiopia, com’st to me,As, under doughty Sherman, I march toward the sea.)Me, master, years a hundred, since from my parents sunder’d,A little child, they caught me as the savage beast is…
At the last, tenderly,
From the clasp of the knitted locks, from the keep of the well-closed doors,Let me be wafted.Let me glide noiselessly forth;With the key of softness unlock the locks–with a whisper,Set open the doors O soul.Tenderly–be not impatient,(Strong is your hold, O mortal flesh,Strong is your hold O love.)
AS I lay with my head in your lap, Camerado,
resume:I know I am restless, and make others so;I know my words are weapons, full of danger, full of death;(Indeed I am myself the real soldier;It is not he, there, with his bayonet, and not the red-stripedartilleryman;)For I confront peace, security, and all the settled laws, to unsettlethem;I am more resolute because all have denied…
AND now, gentlemen,
As base, and finale too, for all metaphysics.(So, to the students, the old professor,At the close of his crowded course.)Having studied the new and antique, the Greek and Germanic systems,Kant having studied and stated–Fichte and Schelling and Hegel,Stated the lore of Plato–and Socrates, greater than Plato,And greater than Socrates sought and stated–Christ divine havingstudied long,I…
I SEE before me now, a traveling army halting;
summer;Behind, the terraced sides of a mountain, abrupt in places, risinghigh;Broken, with rocks, with clinging cedars, with tall shapes, dingilyseen;The numerous camp-fires scatter’d near and far, some away up on themountain;The shadowy forms of men and horses, looming, large-sized flickering;And over all, the sky–the sky! far, far out of reach, studded,breaking out, the eternal stars.
OF the visages of things–And of piercing through to the accepted
Of ugliness–To me there is just as much in it as there is inbeauty–And now the ugliness of human beings is acceptable tome;Of detected persons–To me, detected persons are not, in any respect,worse than undetected persons–and are not in any respect worsethan I am myself;Of criminals–To me, any judge, or any juror, is equally criminal–and…