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Walt Whitman - I Saw In Louisiana A Live Oak Growing
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I SAW in Louisiana a live-oak growing,
All alone stood it, and the moss hung down from the branches;
Without any companion it grew there, uttering joyous leaves of dark
         green,
And its look, rude, unbending, lusty, made me think of myself;
But I wonder`d how it could utter joyous leaves, standing alone
         there, without its friend, its lover near—for I knew I could
         not;
And I broke off a twig with a certain number of leaves upon it, and
         twined around it a little moss,
And brought it away—and I have placed it in sight in my room;
It is not needed to remind me as of my own dear friends,
(For I believe lately I think of little else than of them 
Yet it remains to me a curious token—it makes me think of manly
         love;                                                        


For all that, and though the live-oak glistens there in Louisiana,
         solitary, in a wide flat space,
Uttering joyous leaves all its life, without a friend, a lover, near,
I know very well I could not.
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