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Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman

Book XXIV. Autumn Rivulets: I Was Looking a Long While

I was looking a long while for the history of the past  for myself, and for these chants—and now I have found it;
It is not in those paged fables in the libraries, (them I neither accept nor reject;)
It is no more in the legends than in all else;
It is in the present—it is this earth to-day;
It is in Democracy—in this America—the old world also;
It is the life of one man or one woman to-day, the average man of to-day;
It is languages, social customs, literatures, arts;
It is the broad show of artificial things, ships, machinery, politics, creeds, modern improvements, and the interchange of nations,
All for the average man of to-day.

#AmericanWriters #XIXCentury #1855 #LeavesOfGrass

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Preferido o celebrado por...
Bruno G.
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BATHED in war’s perfume—delicat… O to hear you call the sailors and… a beautiful woman! O to hear the tramp, tramp, of a m… O the ships they arm with joy!
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