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Song of Myself (1881)
by Walt Whitman

30.
All truth waits in all things, 
They neither hasten their own delivery nor resist it,
They do not need the obstetric forceps of the surgeon,
The insignificant is as big to me as any,
(What is less or more than a touch?)


44.
The clock indicates the moment --- but what does eternity indicate?

We have thus far exhausted trillions of winter and summers,
There are trillions ahead, and trillions ahead of them.


50.
There is that in me --- I do not konw what it is --- but I know it is in me.

I do not know it --- it is without name --- it is a word unsaid.
It is not in any dictionary, utterance, symbol.

Something it swings on more than the earth I swing on,
To it the creation is the friend whose embracing awakes me.

It is not chaos or death --- it is form, union, plan --- it is eternal life --- it is 
     Happiness.