En cours de chargement...
Come, said my soul,
Such verses for my Body let us write, (for we are one, )
That should I after return,
Or, long, long hence, in other spheres,
There to some group of mates the chants resuming,
(Tallying Earth's soil, trees, winds, tumultuous waves, )
Ever with pleas'd smile I may keep on,
Ever and ever yet the verses owning-as, first, I here and now
Signing for Soul and Body, set to them my name,
Walt Whitman
