The Walt Whitman Archive
Leaves of Grass (1871-72)
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AS ADAM, EARLY IN THE MORNING.
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As Adam, early in the morning,
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Walking forth from the bower, refresh'd with sleep?
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Behold me where I pass—hear my voice—approach,
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Touch me—touch the palm of your hand to my Body
as I pass;
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Be not afraid of my Body.
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