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Leaves of Grass (1891-92)
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"GOING SOMEWHERE."
My science-friend, my noblest woman-friend, |
(Now buried in an English grave—and this a memory-leaf for
her dear sake,)
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Ended our talk—"The sum, concluding all we know of old or
modern learning, intuitions deep,
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"Of all Geologies—Histories—of all Astronomy—of Evolution,
Metaphysics all,
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"Is, that we all are onward, onward, speeding slowly, surely
bettering,
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"Life, life an endless march, an endless army, (no halt, but it is
duly over,)
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"The world, the race, the soul—in space and time the universes, |
"All bound as is befitting each—all surely going somewhere." |
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