| 1 FULL of life, now, compact, visible, |
| I, forty years old the Eighty-third Year of The States, |
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To one a century hence, or any number of centuries
hence, |
| To you, yet unborn, these seeking you. |
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When you read these, I, that was visible, am become
invisible; |
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Now it is you, compact, visible, realizing my poems,
seeking me; |
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Fancying how happy you were, if I could be with you,
and become your loving comrade; |
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Be it as if I were with you. Be not too certain but I
am now with you. |