Will you speak before I am gone?
Again the long roll of the drummers, Again the attacking cannon, mortars, Again to my listening ears the cannon responsive.
29 Blind loving wrestling touch, sheath'd hooded sharp-tooth'd touch!
Let it all out!This minute that comes to me over the past decillions, There is no better than it and now.Perhaps I might tell more.9 The big doors of the country barn stand open and ready, The dried grass of the harvest-time loads the slow-drawn wagon, The clear light plays on the brown gray and green intertinged, The armfuls are pack'd to the sagging mow.Is he waiting for civilization, or past it and mastering it?I find one side a balance and the antipedal side a balance, Soft doctrine as steady help as stable doctrine, Thoughts and deeds of the present our rouse and early start.What is commonest, cheapest, nearest, easiest, is Me, Me going rengjøring dame ser for hamburg rahlstedt in for my chances, spending for vast returns, Adorning myself to bestow myself on the first that will take me, Not asking the sky to come down to my good will, Scattering it freely forever.Through me forbidden voices, Voices of sexes and lusts, voices veil'd and I remove the veil, Voices indecent by me clarified and transfigur'd.Very well then I contradict myself, (I sex kontakt bord am large, I contain multitudes.) I concentrate toward them that are nigh, I wait on the door-slab.
What is known I strip away, I launch all men and women forward with me into the Unknown.Eleves, I salute you!O welcome, ineffable grace of dying days!6 A child said What is the grass?I depart as air, I shake my white locks at the runaway sun, I effuse my flesh in eddies, and drift it in lacy jags.Long enough have you dream'd contemptible dreams, Now I wash the gum from your eyes, You must habit yourself to the dazzle of the light and of every moment of your life.Sermons, creeds, theology-but the fathomless human brain, And what is reason?And what do you think has become of the women and children?They were the glory of the race of rangers, Matchless with horse, rifle, song, supper, courtship, Large, turbulent, generous, handsome, proud, and affectionate, Bearded, sunburnt, drest in the free costume of hunters, Not a single one over thirty years of age.An unseen hand also pass'd over their bodies, It descended tremblingly from their temples and ribs.
40 Flaunt of the sunshine I need not your bask-lie over!