Leaves of Grass

By Walt Whitman

BOOK I. INSCRIPTIONS Shut Not Your Doors

BOOK I. INSCRIPTIONS

Shut Not Your Doors

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Shut not your doors to me proud libraries,
For that which was lacking on all your well-fill`d shelves, yet
    needed most, I bring,
Forth from the war emerging, a book I have made,
The words of my book nothing, the drift of it every thing,
A book separate, not link`d with the rest nor felt by the intellect,
But you ye untold latencies will thrill to every page.

Walt Whitman


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