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MIND you the timid models of the rest, the
Long I minded them, but hence I will not—for I
have adopted models for myself, and now offer
them to The Lands.
Behold this swarthy and unrefined face—these gray
This beard—the white wool, unclipt upon my neck,
My brown hands, and the silent manner of me, with-
Yet comes one, a Manhattanese, and ever at parting,
kisses me lightly on the lips with robust love,
And I, in the public room, or on the crossing of the
street, or on the ship's deck, kiss him in return;
We observe that salute of American comrades, land
We are those two natural and nonchalant persons.