In all people I see myself, none more and not one a barley-corn less, And the good or bad I say of myself I say of them.
I but use you a minute, then I resign you, stallion, Why do I need your site de rencontre serieux gratuit au quebec paces when I myself out-gallop them?
I accept Reality and dare not question it, Materialism first and last imbuing.
Shoulder your duds dear son, and I will mine, and let us hasten forth, Wonderful cities and free nations we shall fetch as.Si intentes ser constant en la pregària però sempre hi ha alguna cosa o algú que t'ho impedeix.And mine a word of the modern, the word En-Masse.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.This minute that comes to me over the past decillions, There is no better than it and now.Breast that presses against other breasts it shall be you!(This day I am jetting the stuff of far more arrogant republics.) To any one dying, thither I speed and twist the knob of the door.Your milky stream pale strippings of my life!Would you learn who won by the light of the moon and stars?Where are you off to, lady?
The disdain and calmness of martyrs, The mother of old, condemn'd for a witch, burnt with dry wood, her children gazing on, The hounded slave that flags in the race, leans by the fence, blowing, cover'd with sweat, The twinges that sting like needles his.
42 A call in the midst of the crowd, My own voice, orotund sweeping and final.
Have you reckon'd a thousand acres much?
Segurament tots els dies passis pel davant de vàries.
I ascend from the moon, I ascend from the night, I perceive that the ghastly glimmer is noonday sunbeams reflected, And debouch to the steady and central from the offspring great or small.My face rubs to the hunter's face when he lies down alone in his blanket, The driver thinking of me does not mind the jolt of his wagon, The young mother and old mother comprehend me, The girl and the wife rest the needle.I am not an earth nor an adjunct of an earth, I am the mate and companion of people, all just as immortal and fathomless as myself, (They do not know how immortal, but I know.) Every kind for itself and its own, for.And what is love?43 I do not despise you priests, all time, the world over, My faith is the greatest of faiths and the least of faiths, Enclosing worship ancient and modern and all between ancient and modern, Believing I shall come again upon the earth after five.I will accept nothing which all cannot have their counterpart of on the same terms.