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To: E who wrote (16659)	7/4/2002 12:43:27 PM
From: Lazarus_Long	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 21057

105 here. But humidity is low. I'm sure you feel sorry for me. :-)

To: E who wrote (16659)	7/4/2002 12:44:18 PM
From: E	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 21057

This is a very great poem about democracy. It may make you weep. A note, because I know people will read fast, and it's truly worth penetrating. The first two stanzas are Democracy 'herself' speaking; the final stanza is the poet speaking, addressing Democracy. The repeated phrase, "the love of comrades" is simply a metaphor for democracy. I apologize for this note. Walt Whitman. Leaves of Grass. 1900. 39. A Song 1. COME, I will make the continent indissoluble; I will make the most splendid race the sun ever yet shone upon; I will make divine magnetic lands, With the love of comrades, With the life-long love of comrades. 2. I will plant companionship thick as trees along all the rivers of America, and along the shores of the great lakes, and all over the prairies; I will make inseparable cities, with their arms about each other’s necks; By the love of comrades, By the manly love of comrades. 3. For you these, from me, O Democracy, to serve you, ma femme! For you! for you, I am trilling these songs, In the love of comrades, In the high-towering love of comrades. bartleby.com