(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892 / New York / United States)

O Me! O Life!


O ME! O life!... of the questions of these recurring;
Of the endless trains of the faithless--of cities fill'd with the
foolish;
Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I,
and who more faithless?)
Of eyes that vainly crave the light--of the objects mean--of the
struggle ever renew'd;
Of the poor results of all--of the plodding and sordid crowds I see
around me;
Of the empty and useless years of the rest--with the rest me
intertwined;
The question, O me! so sad, recurring--What good amid these, O me, O
life?

Answer.

That you are here--that life exists, and identity;
That the powerful play goes on, and you will contribute a verse.

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rated great 10++++++++++++++++++
Of eyes that vainly crave the light- of the objects mean- of the struggle ever renew'd; great
Uncle Walt thanks 4 this.....uuuuuuuuu are the best in Universe
life can one way or another
A very constructive write up
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