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My voice goes after what my eyes cannot reach, With the twirl of my tongue I encompass worlds and volumes of worlds.
This grass is very dark to be from the white heads of old mothers, Darker than the colorless beards of old men, Dark to come from under the faint red roofs of mouths.
Unscrew the locks from the doors!
The young men float on their backs, their white bellies bulge to the sun, they do not ask who seizes fast to them, They do not know who puffs and declines with pendant and bending arch, They do not think whom they souse with spray.I heard what was said of the universe, Heard it and heard it of several thousand years; It is middling well as far as it goes-but is that all?Even as I stand or sit passing faster than you.You will hardly know who I am or what I mean, But I shall be good health to you nevertheless, And filter and fibre your blood.Firm masculine colter it shall be you!32 I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contain'd, I stand and look at them long and long.Did you guess the celestial laws are yet to be work'd over and rectified?It seems to me more than all the print I have read in my life.
O I perceive after all so many uttering tongues, And I perceive they do not come from the roofs of mouths for nothing.
Here and there with dimes on the eyes walking, To feed the greed of the belly the brains liberally spooning, Tickets buying, taking, selling, but in to the feast never once going, Many sweating, ploughing, thrashing, and then the chaff for payment receiving, A few.Embody all presences outlaw'd or suffering, See myself in prison shaped like another man, And feel the dull unintermitted pain.Oxen that rattle the yoke and chain or halt in the leafy shade, casino online verksamhet what is that you express in your eyes?I resign myself to you also-I guess what you mean, I behold from the beach your crooked fingers, I believe you refuse to go back without feeling of me, We must have a turn together, I undress, hurry me out of sight of the land.I help myself to material and immaterial, No guard can shut me off, no law prevent.You are not guilty to me, nor stale nor discarded, I see through the broadcloth and gingham whether or no, And am around, tenacious, acquisitive, tireless, and cannot be shaken away.