Poem by Walt Whitman

Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 29. Earth, My Likeness

Earth, my likeness,
Though you look so impassive, ample and spheric there,
I now suspect that is not all;
I now suspect there is something fierce in you eligible to burst forth,
For an athlete is enamour'd of me, and I of him,
But toward him there is something fierce and terrible in me eligible
      to burst forth,
I dare not tell it in words, not even in these songs.

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3. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. Fancies at Navesink. 1. The Pilot in the Mist
4. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. Fancies at Navesink. 7. By That Long Scan of Waves
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