I celebrate my self and sing myself
And what assumed you shall assumed,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongings to you
I loaf and invite my soul
Lean and loaf at my ease observing a spear of summer gass
my tonue every atom of blood form'd this soil this air
Born here of parents both here from parents the same,
and their parents the same.
I now thirty seven yours old in perfect health begin.
Hopping to cease not till death.
Creeds and schools in abeyance.
Retiring back a while sufficed at what they are but never forgotten.
harbor for good or bad, i permit to speak at every hazard
nature without check with original energy.