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Leaves of Grass (1881-82)
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AS I LAY WITH MY HEAD IN YOUR LAP CAMERADO.
AS I lay with my head in your lap camerado, |
The confession I made I resume, what I said to you and the open
air I resume,
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I know I am restless and make others so, |
I know my words are weapons full of danger, full of death, |
For I confront peace, security, and all the settled laws, to unsettle
them,
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I am more resolute because all have denied me than I could ever
have been had all accepted me,
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I heed not and have never heeded either experience, cautions,
majorities, nor ridicule,
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And the threat of what is call'd hell is little or nothing to me, |
And the lure of what is call'd heaven is little or nothing to me; |
Dear camerado! I confess I have urged you onward with me, and
still urge you, without the least idea what is our destination,
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Or whether we shall be victorious, or utterly quell'd and defeated. |
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