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Walt Whitman

Song of Myself, XXXIX

The friendly and flowing savage, who is he?
Is he waiting for civilization, or past it and mastering it?
 
Is he some Southwesterner rais’d out-doors? is he Kanadian?
Is he from the Mississippi country? Iowa, Oregon, California?
The mountains? prairie-life, bush-life? or sailor from the sea?
 
Wherever he goes men and women accept and desire him,
They desire he should like them, touch them, speak to them, stay with them.
 
Behavior lawless as snow-flakes, words simple as grass, uncomb’d head, laughter, and naivetè,
Slow-stepping feet, common features, common modes and emanations,
They descend in new forms from the tips of his fingers,
They are wafted with the odor of his body or breath, they fly out of the glance of his eyes.

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