We Two Boys Together Clinging

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.

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