THIS dust was once the Man, / Gentle, plain, just and resoluteโunder whose cautious hand, / Against the foulest crime in history known in any land or age, / Was saved the Union of These States.
Walt WhitmanThere was a child went forth everyday, And the first object he looked upon and received with wonder or pity or dread, that object he became, And that object became part of him for the day or a certain part of the day... or for many years or stretching cycles of years.
Walt WhitmanThe great city is that which has the greatest man or woman: if it be a few ragged huts, it is still the greatest city in the whole world.
Walt Whitman