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Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman

Book XX. By The Roadside: Thought

Of obedience, faith, adhesiveness;
As I stand aloof and look there is to me something profoundly affecting
in large masses of men following the lead of those who do not believe in
men.

#Americans #XIXCentury #1855 #LeavesOfGrass

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