From
Leaves of Grass, by
Walt Whitman:
We two
boys together clinging,
One the other never leaving,
Up and down the roads going,
North and
South excursions
making,
Power enjoying,
elbows stretching, fingers clutching,
Arm'd and fearless, eating, drinking, sleeping,
loving,
No law less than ourselves owning, sailing, soldiering,
thieving, threatening,
Misers, menials,
priests alarming, air breathing, water
drinking, on the turf or the sea-beach dancing,
Cities wrenching, ease
scorning,
statutes mocking, feebleness
chasing,
Fulfilling our
foray.