ARE you the new person drawn toward me? | |||||
To begin with, take warning—I am surely far different from what you suppose; | |||||
Do you suppose you will find in me your ideal? | |||||
Do you think it so easy to have me become your lover? | |||||
Do you think the friendship of me would be unalloy’d satisfaction? | 5 | ||||
Do you think I am trusty and faithful? | |||||
Do you see no further than this façade—this smooth and tolerant manner of me? | |||||
Do you suppose yourself advancing on real ground toward a real heroic man? | |||||
Have you no thought, O dreamer, that it may be all maya, illusion? |
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Thursday, February 4, 2010
A Poem by Walt Whitman
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