Speech is the twin of my vision, it is unequal to measure itself, It provokes me forever, it says sarcastically, Walt you contain enough, why don't you let it out thennow I will not be tantalized, you conceive too much ofarticulation, Do you not know O speech how the buds beneath you are foldedin gloom, protected by frost, The dirt receding before my prophetical screams, I underlying causes to balance them at last, My knowledge my live parts, it keeping tally with the meaning of all things, Happiness, which whoever hears me let him or her set out in searchof this day. O manhood, balanced, florid and full.
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Vapors lighting and shading my face it shall be you!
Fighting at sun-down, fighting at dark, Ten o'clock at night, the full moon well up, our leaks on the gain, and five feet of water reported, The master-at-arms loosing the prisoners confined in the after-holdto give them a chance for themselves.