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For Him I Sing
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892 / New York / United States)

For Him I Sing

Poem By Walt Whitman


FOR him I sing,
I raise the Present on the Past,
(As some perennial tree, out of its roots, the present on the past:)
With time and space I him dilate--and fuse the immortal laws,
To make himself, by them, the law unto himself.

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Well expressed thoughts and feelings. An insightful creation...............................................................


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