In a section of
Song of Myself |
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All this I
swallow and it tastes good . . . . I like it well, and it becomes mine, |
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I am the man . . . . I
suffered . . . . I was there. |
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I am the hounded
slave, I wince at the bite of dogs . . . |
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He tells of the
massacre at Goliad and of other battles. |