Not a cholera patient lies at the last gasp but I also lie at the last gasp, My face is ash-color'd, my sinews gnarl, away from me people retreat.
I but use you a minute, then I resign you, stallion, Why do I need your paces when I myself out-gallop them?
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.The last scud of day holds back for me, It flings my likeness after the rest and true as any on the shadow'd wilds, It coaxes me to the vapor and the dusk.6 A child said What is the grass?I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven.Trickling sap of maple, fibre of manly wheat, it shall be you!Earth of shine and dark mottling the tide of the river!Behold, I do not give lectures or a little charity, When I give I give myself.
And as to you Life I reckon you are the leavings of many deaths, (No doubt I have died myself ten thousand times spille penger texas holdem poker nettsteder before.) I hear you whispering there O stars of heaven, O suns-O grass of graves-O perpetual transfers and promotions, If you.
Hang your whole weight upon.
Down-hearted doubters dull and excluded, Frivolous, sullen, moping, angry, affected, dishearten'd, atheistical, I know every one of you, I know the sea of torment, doubt, despair and unbelief.
If our colors are struck and the fighting done?
Does the early redstart twittering through the woods?I hasten to inform him or her it is just as lucky to die, and I know.Are you the President?I know perfectly well my own egotism, Know my omnivorous lines and must not write any less, And would fetch you whoever you are flush with myself.Look to your arms!8 The little one sleeps in its cradle, I lift the gauze and look a long time, and silently brush away flies with my hand.All forces have been steadily employ'd to complete and delight me, Now on this spot I stand with my robust soul.In at the conquer'd doors they crowd!