The sound of the belch'd words of my voice loos'd to the eddies of. The sniff of green leaves and dry leaves, and of the shore and. My respiration and inspiration, the beating of my heart, the passing. c o m : now serving over 10,000 files (> 2,200 active html pages) adb creative suite 3 compare lyberty. Echoes, ripples, buzz'd whispers, love- root, silk- thread, crotch and vine. I am mad for it to be in contact with me. I will go to the bank by the wood and become undisguised and naked. It is for my mouth forever, I am in love with it. The atmosphere is not a perfume, it has no taste of the. The distillation would intoxicate me also, but I shall not let it. I breathe the fragrance myself and know it and like it. Houses and rooms are full of perfumes, the shelves are crowded with. Nature without check with original energy. I harbor for good or bad, I permit to speak at every hazard. Retiring back a while sufficed at what they are, but never forgotten. Hoping to cease not till death.Ĭreeds and schools in abeyance. My tongue, every atom of my blood, form'd from this soil, this air.Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their.I, now thirty- seven years old in perfect health begin. I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass. For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
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