Germs
Walt Whitman
FORMS, qualities, lives, humanity, language, thoughts, The ones known, and the ones unknown--the ones on the stars, The stars themselves, some shaped, others unshaped, Wonders as of those countries--the soil, trees, cities, inhabitants, whatever they may be, Splendid suns, the moons and rings, the countless combinations and effects; Such-like, and as good as such-like, visible here or anywhere, stand provided for in a handful of space, which I extend my arm and half enclose with my hand; That contains the start of each and all--the virtue, the germs of all.
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