When I Read The Book

Walt Whitman

   WHEN I read the book, the biography famous,
   And is this, then, (said I,) what the author calls a man's life?
   And so will some one, when I am dead and gone, write my life?
   (As if any man really knew aught of my life;
   Why, even I myself, I often think, know little or nothing of my real
         life;
   Only a few hints--a few diffused, faint clues and indirections,
   I seek, for my own use, to trace out here.)

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