Canto de mí Mismo / Song of Myself I I celebrate my self, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. I loafe and invite my soul, I lean and loafe at my case observing a spear of summer grass, My tongue, every atom of my blood, form'd from this soil, this air, Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their parents the same, I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin, Hoping to cease not till death. Creeds and school in abeyance, Retiring back a while sufficed at what they are, but never forgotten, I harbor for good or bad, I permit to speak at every hazard, Nature without check with original energy. Me celebro y me canto, Y aquello que yo me apropio habrás de apropiarte, Por que todos los átomos que me pertenecen también te pertenecen. Me entrego al ocio y agasajo a mi alma; Me tiendo a mis anchas a observar un tallo de hierba veraniega, Mi lengua, todos los ...
