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“Have you reckon'd a thousand acres much? have you reckon'd the earth much? Have you practis'd so long to learn to read? Have you felt so proud to get at the meaning of poems? Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems, You shall possess the good of the earth and sun, (there are millions of suns left,) You shall no longer take things at second or third hand, nor look through the eyes of the dead, nor feed on the spectres in books, You shall not look through my eyes either, nor take things from me, You shall listen to all sides and filter them from your self.”

Quote by Walt Whitman

Work

Song of Myself

Walt Whitman's 'Song of Myself' is a seminal work in American literature, featuring a series of free-verse poems that reflect on the self, society, and the natural world. The work is known for its innovative structure and lyrical expression, celebrating the diversity and complexity of human life. more

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Walt Whitman
Walt Whitman

American poet, considered one of the pioneers of American poetry. His work, 'Leaves of Grass,' has had a profound impact on American poetry. more

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