Why should I venerate and be ceremonious?
I heard what was said of the universe, Heard it and heard it of several thousand years; It is middling well as far as it goes-but is that all?
Having pried through the strata, analyzed to a hair, counsel'd with doctors and calculated close, I find no sweeter fat than sticks to my own bones.A few quadrillions of eras, a few octillions of cubic leagues, do not hazard the span or make it impatient, They are but parts, any thing is but a part.I but use you a minute, then I resign you, stallion, Why do I need your paces when I myself out-gallop them?Earth of the limpid gray of clouds brighter and clearer for my sake!At eleven o'clock began the burning of the bodies; That is the tale of the murder of the four hundred and twelve young men.Writing and talk do not prove me, I carry the plenum of proof and every thing else in my face, With the hush of my lips I wholly confound the skeptic.Apart from the pulling and hauling stands what I am, Stands amused, complacent, compassionating, idle, unitary, Looks down, is erect, or bends an arm on an impalpable certain rest, Looking with side-curved head curious what will come next, Both in and out of the game.Tenderly will I use you curling grass, It may be you transpire from the breasts of young men, It may be if I had known them I would have loved them, It may be you are from old people, or from offspring taken soon out.Hvis du har flere spørgsmål, så er du velkommen til at skrive til os igen eller du kan prøve vores 1-1, som du kan finde nelet som består af Malene Sandgaard, Carina og Maria.The soldier camp'd or upon the march is mine, On the night ere the pending battle many seek me, and I do not fail them, On that solemn night (it may be their last) those that know me seek.
If you tire, give me both burdens, and rest the chuff of your hand on my hip, And in due time you shall repay the same service to me, For after we start we never lie by again.
For I see you, You splash in the water there, yet stay stock still in your room.
It shall be you!
This is the city and I am one of the citizens, Whatever interests the rest interests me, politics, wars, markets, newspapers, schools, The mayor and councils, banks, tariffs, steamships, factories, stocks, stores, real estate and personal estate.
Breast that presses against other breasts it shall be you!
Whatever goes to the tilth of me it shall be you!16 I am of old and young, of the foolish as much as the wise, Regardless of others, ever regardful of others, Maternal as well as paternal, a child as well as a man, Stuff'd with the stuff that is coarse and stuff'd with the.Shoulder your duds dear son, and I will mine, and let us hasten forth, Wonderful cities and free nations we shall fetch as.For me the keepers of convicts shoulder their carbines and keep watch, It is I let out in the morning and barr'd at night.Will you prove already too late?I do not press my fingers across my mouth, I keep as delicate around the bowels as around the head and heart, Copulation is no more rank to me than death.Shaded ledges and rests it shall be you!I hear the train'd soprano (what work with hers is this?) The orchestra whirls me wider than Uranus flies, It wrenches such ardors from me I did not know I possess'd them, It sails me, I dab with bare feet, they are lick'd by the.Carina mener at jo flere dates du tager på jo klogere bliver du på hvem der er rigtig for dig.The press of my foot to the earth springs a hundred affections, They scorn the best I can do to relate them.Not words of routine this song of mine, But abruptly to question, to leap beyond yet nearer bring; This printed and bound book-but the printer and the printing-office boy?47 I am the teacher of athletes, He that by me spreads a wider breast than my own proves the width of my own, He most honors my style who learns under it to destroy the teacher.