One’s-Self I Sing.

ONE’S-SELF I sing—a simple, separate Person;

Yet utter the word Democratic, the word En-masse.



Of Physiology from top to toe I sing;

Not physiognomy alone, nor brain alone, is worthy for the muse—I say the

Form complete is worthier far;

The Female equally with the male I sing.



Of Life immense in passion, pulse, and power,

Cheerful—for freest action form’d, under the laws divine,

The Modern Man I sing.