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We also ascend dazzling and tremendous as the sun, We found our own O my soul in the calm and cool of the daybreak.
I beat and pound for the dead, I blow through my embouchures my loudest and gayest for them.
Long live exact demonstration!What is commonest, cheapest, nearest, easiest, is Me, Me going 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.I go hunting polar furs and the seal, leaping chasms with a pike-pointed staff, clinging to topples of brittle and blue.Is he some Southwesterner rais'd out-doors?A few quadrillions of eras, a few octillions of cubic leagues, do not sp pyme plus 2004 keygen exe hazard the span or make it impatient, They are but parts, any thing is but a part.



Behold, I do not give lectures or a little charity, When I give I give myself.
Earth of departed sunset-earth of the mountains misty-topt!
A tenor large and fresh as the creation fills me, The orbic flex of his mouth is pouring and filling me full.
Welcome is every organ and attribute of me, and of any man hearty and clean, Not an inch nor a particle of an inch is vile, and none shall be less familiar than the rest.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.Sleep-I and they keep guard all night, Not doubt, not decease shall dare to lay finger upon you, I have embraced you, and henceforth possess you to myself, And when you rise in the morning you will find what I tell you.This day before dawn I ascended a hill and look'd at the crowded heaven, And I said to my spirit When we become the enfolders of those orbs, and the pleasure and knowledge of every thing in them, shall we be fill'd and satisfied then?36 Stretch'd and still lies the midnight, Two great hulls motionless on the breast of the darkness, Our vessel riddled and slowly sinking, preparations to pass to the one we have conquer'd, The captain on the quarter-deck coldly giving his orders through a countenance white.It is not chaos or death-it is form, union, plan-it is eternal life-it is Happiness.Sprouts take and accumulate, stand by the curb prolific and vital, Landscapes projected masculine, full-sized and golden.One of the pumps has been shot away, it is generally thought we are sinking.Every condition promulges not only itself, it promulges what grows after and out of itself, And the dark hush promulges as much as any.