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object:1.whitman - These, I, Singing In Spring
author class:Walt Whitman
subject class:Poetry
book class:Whitman - Poems
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THESE, I, singing in spring, collect for lovers,
(For who but I should understand lovers, and all their sorrow and
    joy?
And who but I should be the poet of comrades?)
Collecting, I traverse the garden, the worldbut soon I pass the
    gates,
Now along the pond-sidenow wading in a little, fearing not the wet,
Now by the post-and-rail fences, where the old stones thrown there,
    pick'd from the fields, have accumulated,
(Wild-flowers and vines and weeds come up through the stones, and
    partly cover themBeyond these I pass,)
Far, far in the forest, before I think where I go,
Solitary, smelling the earthy smell, stopping now and then in the
    silence,
Alone I had thoughtyet soon a troop gathers around me,    


Some walk by my side, and some behind, and some embrace my arms or
    neck,
They, the spirits of dear friends, dead or alivethicker they come,
    a great crowd, and I in the middle,
Collecting, dispensing, singing in spring, there I wander with them,
Plucking something for tokenstossing toward whoever is near me;
Here! lilac, with a branch of pine,
Here, out of my pocket, some moss which I pull'd off a live-oak in
    Florida, as it hung trailing down,
Here, some pinks and laurel leaves, and a handful of sage,
And here what I now draw from the water, wading in the pondside,
(O here I last saw him that tenderly loves meand returns again,
    never to separate from me,
And this, O this shall henceforth be the token of comradesthis
    Calamus-root shall,                    


Interchange it, youths, with each other! Let none render it back!)
And twigs of maple, and a bunch of wild orange, and chestnut,
And stems of currants, and plum-blows, and the aromatic cedar:
These, I, compass'd around by a thick cloud of spirits,
Wandering, point to, or touch as I pass, or throw them loosely from
    me,
Indicating to each one what he shall havegiving something to each;
But what I drew from the water by the pond-side, that I reserve,
I will give of itbut only to them that love, as I myself am capable
    of loving.






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