Treasure Island

Walt Whitman

(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892 / New York / United States)

Beginners



HOW they are provided for upon the earth, (appearing at intervals;)
How dear and dreadful they are to the earth;
How they inure to themselves as much as to any--What a paradox
appears their age;
How people respond to them, yet know them not;
How there is something relentless in their fate, all times;
How all times mischoose the objects of their adulation and reward,
And how the same inexorable price must still be paid for the same
great purchase.

Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

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