Walt Whitman
No labor-saving machine,
  Nor discovery have I made;
  Nor will I be able to leave behind me any wealthy bequest to found a
        hospital or library,
  Nor reminiscence of any deed of courage, for America,
  Nor literary success, nor intellect—nor book for the book-shelf;
  Only a few carols, vibrating through the air, I leave,
  For comrades and lovers.
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