Leaves of Grass (1871-72)

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FOR HIM I SING.

FOR him I sing,
I raise the Present on the Past,
(As some perennial tree, out of its roots, the present on
         the past:)
With time and space I him dilate—and fuse the im-
         mortal laws,
To make himself, by them, the law unto himself.
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