| From “Song of Myself” |
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| • | Where
the heifers browse, and the geese nip their food with short jerks; |
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| • | Where
the sundown shadows lengthen over the limitless and lonesome |
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| prairie, |
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| • | Where the herds of buffalo make a crawling
spread of the square miles |
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| far
and near; |
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| • | Where the hummingbird shimmers . . . .
where the neck of the |
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| longlived
swan is curving and winding |
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| • | Where
the laughing-gull scoots by the slappy shore and laughs her |
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| near-human
laugh . . . |
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