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Leaves of Grass (1881-82)
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CITY OF ORGIES.
CITY of orgies, walks and joys, |
City whom that I have lived and sung in your midst will one day
make you illustrious,
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Not the pageants of you, not your shifting tableaus, your specta-
cles, repay me,
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Not the interminable rows of your houses, nor the ships at the
wharves,
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Nor the processions in the streets, nor the bright windows with
goods in them,
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Nor to converse with learn'd persons, or bear my share in the soiree
or feast;
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Not those, but as I pass O Manhattan, your frequent and swift
flash of eyes offering me love,
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Offering response to my own—these repay me, |
Lovers, continual lovers, only repay me. |
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