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America

BY WALT WHITMAN

Centre of equal daughters,equal sons,

All,all alike endear’d,grown,ungrown,young or old,

Strong,ample,fair,enduring,capable,rich,

Perennial with the Earth,with Freedom,Law and Love,

A grand,sane,towering,seated Mother,

Chair’d in the adamant of Time.

A Glimpse

BY WALT WHITMAN

A glimpse through an interstice caught,

Of a crowd of workmen and drivers in a bar-room around the stove late of a winter night,and I unremark’d seated in a corner,

Of a youth who loves me and whom I love,silently approaching and seating himself near,that he may hold me by the hand,

A long while amid the noises of coming and going,of drinking and oath and smutty jest,

There we two,content,happy in being together,speaking little,perhaps not a word.