Song Of Myself, II Comments
Houses and rooms are full of perfumes, the shelves are crowded with perfumes,
I breathe the fragrance myself and know it and like it,
The distillation would intoxicate me also, but I shall not let it.
The atmosphere is not a perfume, it has no taste of the distillation, it is odorless,
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I love feed the spectres in books best. The rest is also good, of course. To Walt Whitman, who knew the crotch and vine of it all!
The muse of peace with the fragrance of myself. Nice work.
March 1892, well thank you Sir. Keep up the good work up there.
An excellent poem penned in celebration of one's own profound happiness. Liked the poem very much. Thanks for sharing this superb poem of a master spirit.
You shall not look through my eyes either, nor take things from me, You shall listen to all sides and filter them from your self. Lovely poem, I liked it.10
Song of Myself is a supreme poem by Walt Whitman. I like this poem so much. I wish to translate it into my native language, Bengali for Mass-Readers.
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7/26/2025 8:47:24 PM # 1.0.0
Outstanding poem claims exact democracy, liked and loved