Walt Whitman

LEAVES OF GRASS
(1891-92 issue)
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46

 I know I have the best of time and space, and was never measured and
 never will be measured.
 
 I tramp a perpetual journey, (come listen all!)
 My signs are a rain-proof coat, good shoes, and a staff cut from the woods,
 No friend of mine takes his ease in my chair,
 I have no chair, no church, no philosophy,
 I lead no man to a dinner-table, library, exchange,
 But each man and each woman of you I lead upon a knoll,
 My left hand hooking you round the waist,
 My right hand pointing to landscapes of continents and the public road.
 
 Not I, not any one else can travel that road for you,
 You must travel it for yourself.
 
 It is not far, it is within reach,
 Perhaps you have been on it since you were born and did not know,
 Perhaps it is everywhere on water and on land.
 
 Shoulder your duds dear son, and I will mine, and let us hasten forth,
 Wonderful cities and free nations we shall fetch as we go.
 
 If you tire, give me both burdens, and rest the chuff of your hand
 on my hip,
 And in due time you shall repay the same service to me,
 For (...)
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