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Leaves of Grass (1881-82)
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FACING WEST FROM CALIFORNIA'S SHORES.
FACING west from California's shores, |
Inquiring, tireless, seeking what is yet unfound, |
I, a child, very old, over waves, towards the house of maternity,
the land of migrations, look afar,
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Look off the shores of my Western sea, the circle almost circled; |
For starting westward from Hindustan, from the vales of Kash-
mere,
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From Asia, from the north, from the God, the sage, and the
hero,
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From the south, from the flowery peninsulas and the spice islands, |
Long having wander'd since, round the earth having wander'd, |
Now I face home again, very pleas'd and joyous, |
(But where is what I started for so long ago? |
And why is it yet unfound?) |
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