Walt Whitman

LEAVES OF GRASS
(1891-92 issue)
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44

 It is time to explain myself--let us stand up.
 
 What is known I strip away,
 I launch all men and women forward with me into the Unknown.
 
 The clock indicates the moment--but what does eternity indicate?
 
 We have thus far exhausted trillions of winters and summers,
 There are trillions ahead, and trillions ahead of them.
 
 Births have brought us richness and variety,
 And other births will bring us richness and variety.
 
 I do not call one greater and one smaller,
 That which fills its period and place is equal to any.
 
 Were mankind murderous or jealous upon you, my brother, my sister?
 I am sorry for you, they are not murderous or jealous upon me,
 All has been gentle with me, I keep no account with lamentation,
 (What have I to do with lamentation?)
 
 I am an acme of things accomplish'd, and I an encloser of things to be.
 
 My feet strike an apex of the apices of the stairs,
 On every step bunches of ages, and larger bunches between the steps,
 All below duly travel'd, and still (...)
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