Walt Whitman.  Song of Myself 1.

Walt Whitman. Song of Myself 1.

Author: The Ceylon Press September 28, 2025 Duration: 1:55

 
I celebrate myself, and sing myself, 
And what I assume you shall assume, 
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. 
 
I loafe and invite my soul, 
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass. 
 
My tongue, every atom of my blood, form’d from this soil, this air,
Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their parents the same,
I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin,
Hoping to cease not till death.

Creeds and schools in abeyance,
Retiring back a while sufficed at what they are, but never forgotten,
I harbor for good or bad, I permit to speak at every hazard,
Nature without check with original energy.


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The copyright of this podcast recording is David Swarbrick @The Ceylon Press 2025. 

 

POETRY FROM THE JUNGLE GRATEFULLY ACKNOWLEDGES THE COPYRIGHT CREDIT: 
 "Song of Myself" was first published in 1855 as part of the collection Leaves of Grass and in the public domain.


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