| O LIVING always—always dying! |
| O the burials of me, past and present! |
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O me, while I stride ahead, material, visible, imperi-
ous as ever! |
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O me, what I was for years, now dead, (I lament not
—I am content;) |
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O to disengage myself from those corpses of me,
which I turn and look at, where I cast them! |
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To pass on, (O living! always living!) and leave the
corpses behind! |