Roget's Int'l Thesaurus
Fowler's King's English
The King James Bible
Brewer's Phrase & Fable
Frazer's Golden Bough
Shelf of Fiction
Leaves of Grass
Leaves of Grass.
is the theme of the following Chant, yet the greatestnamely, Ones-Selfthat wondrous thing a simple, separate person. That, for the use of the New World, I sing.
Mans physiology complete, from top to toe, I sing. Not physiognomy alone, nor brain alone, is worthy for the muse;I say the Form complete is worthier far. The female equal with the male, I sing,
Nor cease at the theme of Ones-Self. I speak the word of the modern, the word En-Masse:
My Days I sing, and the Landswith interstice I knew of hapless War.
O friend whoeer you are, at last arriving hither to commence, I feel through every leaf the pressure of your hand, which I return. And thus upon our journey linkd together let us go.