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Agonies are one of my changes of garments, I do not ask the wounded person how he feels, I myself become the wounded person, My hurts turn livid upon me as I lean on a cane and observe.
13 The negro holds firmly the reins of his four horses, the block swags underneath on its tied-over chain, The negro that drives the long dray of the stone-yard, steady and tall he stands pois'd on one leg on the string-piece, His blue shirt exposes.My rendezvous is appointed, it is certain, The Lord will be there and wait till I come on perfect terms, The great Camerado, the lover true for whom I pine will be there.Backward I see in my own days where I sweated through fog with linguists and contenders, I have no mockings or arguments, I witness and wait.Who wishes to walk with me?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.Sprouts take and accumulate, stand by the curb prolific and vital, Landscapes projected masculine, full-sized and golden.13, 14, 15 af hskov » man.Our frigate takes fire, The other asks if we demand quarter?It is not far, it is within reach, Perhaps you have been on it since you were born tjene penger på nettet, spille spill zoo and did not know, Perhaps it is everywhere on water and on land.Emner: 160 Indlæg: 362 søn.Not a mutineer walks handcuff'd to jail but I am handcuff'd to him and walk by his side, (I am less the jolly one there, and more the silent one with sweat on my twitching lips.) Not a youngster is taken for larceny but.Will you prove already too late?I hear the train'd soprano (what work with hers is this?) The orchestra whirls me wider than Uranus flies, It wrenches such ardors from me I did not know I possess'd them, It sails me, I dab with bare feet, they are lick'd by the.
28 Is this then a touch?
Who will soonest be through with his supper?




45 O span of youth!No shutter'd room or school can commune with me, But roughs and little children better than they.Askers embody themselves in me and I am embodied in them, I project my hat, sit shame-faced, and beg.If you would understand me go to the heights or water-shore, The nearest gnat is an explanation, and a drop or motion of waves key, The maul, the oar, the hand-saw, second my words.Breast that presses against other breasts it shall be you!Root of wash'd sweet-flag!Vapors lighting and shading my face it shall be you!
47 I am the teacher of athletes, He that by me spreads a wider breast than my own proves the width of my own, He most honors my style who learns under it to destroy the teacher.
Each who passes is consider'd, each who stops is consider'd, not single one can it fall.