To A Western Boy - Poem by Walt Whitman
O BOY of the West!
To you many things to absorb, I teach, to help you become eleve of
Yet if blood like mine circle not in your veins;
If you be not silently selected by lovers, and do not silently select
Of what use is it that you seek to become eleve of mine?
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