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Leaves of Grass (1891-92)
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CONTINUITIES.
[From a talk I had lately with a German spiritualist.]
Nothing is ever really lost, or can be lost, |
No birth, identity, form—no object of the world. |
Nor life, nor force, nor any visible thing; |
Appearance must not foil, nor shifted sphere confuse thy brain. |
Ample are time and space—ample the fields of Nature. |
The body, sluggish, aged, cold—the embers left from earlier
fires,
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The light in the eye grown dim, shall duly flame again; |
The sun now low in the west rises for mornings and for noons
continual;
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To frozen clods ever the spring's invisible law returns, |
With grass and flowers and summer fruits and corn. |
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