<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=535120" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Shut Not Your Doors, &c.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">SHUT not your doors to me, proud libraries,<br> For that which was lacking on all your well-fill'd shelves, yet<br> needed most, I bring;<br> Forth from the army, the war emerging--a book I have made,<br> The words of my book nothing--the drift of it everything;<br> A book separate, not link'd with the rest, nor felt by the intellect,<br> But you, ye untold latencies, will thrill to every page;<br> Through Space and Time fused in a chant, and the flowing, eternal<br> Identity,<br> To Nature, encompassing these, encompassing God--to the joyous,<br> electric All,<br> To the sense of Death--and accepting, exulting in Death, in its turn,<br> the same as life,<br> The entrance of Man I sing. 10</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Walt+Whitman">Walt Whitman</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=535120" data-title="Shut Not Your Doors, &c. de Walt Whitman" data-description="SHUT not your doors to me, proud libraries, For that which was lacking on all your well-fill'd shelves, yet needed most, I bring; Forth from the army, the war emerging--a book I have made, The words of my book nothing--the drift of it everythi..."></div> </div> </div>

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