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Dialogue: 0,0:00:09.23,0:00:10.87,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Hi, I'm Alicia.
Dialogue: 0,0:00:10.87,0:00:15.44,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,I'm reading "Song of Myself" from "Leaves of Grass", by Walt Whitman.
Dialogue: 0,0:00:21.09,0:00:22.98,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,I celebrate myself,
Dialogue: 0,0:00:22.98,0:00:24.97,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And what I assume you shell assume,
Dialogue: 0,0:00:24.97,0:00:28.09,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
Dialogue: 0,0:00:29.59,0:00:31.33,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,I loafe and invite my soul,
Dialogue: 0,0:00:31.33,0:00:36.14,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.
Dialogue: 0,0:00:37.07,0:00:40.20,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Houses and rooms are full of perfumes,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:00:40.34,0:00:42.95,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,the shelves are crowded with perfumes,
Dialogue: 0,0:00:42.95,0:00:46.82,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,I breathe the fragrance myself and I know it and like it,
Dialogue: 0,0:00:46.96,0:00:51.45,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,The distillation would intoxicate me also, but I shall not let it.
Dialogue: 0,0:00:52.77,0:00:58.22,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,The atmosphere is not a perfume, it has no taste of the distillation, it is odorless,
Dialogue: 0,0:00:58.81,0:01:01.38,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,It is for my mouth forever,
Dialogue: 0,0:01:01.100,0:01:04.13,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,I am in love with it,
Dialogue: 0,0:01:04.25,0:01:08.40,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,I will go to the bank by the wood and become undisguised and naked,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:01:08.54,0:01:11.72,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,I am mad for it to be in contact with me.
Dialogue: 0,0:01:11.85,0:01:14.50,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,The smoke of my own breath,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:01:14.50,0:01:17.40,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Echoes, ripples, the buzz’d whispers,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:01:17.40,0:01:21.37,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,love-root, silk-thread, crotch and vine,
Dialogue: 0,0:01:22.14,0:01:26.26,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,My respiration and inspiration, the beating of my heart,
Dialogue: 0,0:01:26.39,0:01:30.12,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,the passing of blood and air through my lungs,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:01:30.12,0:01:33.24,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,The sniff of green leaves and dry leaves,
Dialogue: 0,0:01:33.24,0:01:37.66,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and of the shore and dark-color’d sea-rocks, and the hay in the barn,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:01:37.66,0:01:42.93,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,The sound of the belch’d words of my voice, words loos’d to the eddies of the wind,
Dialogue: 0,0:01:42.93,0:01:46.47,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,A few light kisses, a few embraces,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:01:46.47,0:01:48.93,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,a reaching around of arms,
Dialogue: 0,0:01:48.93,0:01:53.22,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,The play of shine and shade on the trees as the supple boughs wag,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:01:53.22,0:01:56.27,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,The delight alone or in the rush of the streets,
Dialogue: 0,0:01:56.27,0:01:58.80,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,or along the fields and hill-sides,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:01:59.00,0:02:01.14,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,The feeling of health,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:02:01.31,0:02:06.15,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,the full-noon trill, the song of me rising from bed and meeting the sun.
Dialogue: 0,0:02:06.29,0:02:09.37,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Have you reckon’d a thousand acres much?
Dialogue: 0,0:02:09.37,0:02:11.67,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,have you reckon’d the earth much?
Dialogue: 0,0:02:11.67,0:02:17.38,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Have you practis’d so long to learn to read? Have you felt so proud to get at the meaning of poems?\N
Dialogue: 0,0:02:17.50,0:02:22.44,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:02:22.58,0:02:27.09,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,You shall possess the good of the earth and sun, (there are millions of suns left,)
Dialogue: 0,0:02:27.26,0:02:31.23,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,You shall no longer take things at second or third hand,
Dialogue: 0,0:02:31.23,0:02:35.75,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,nor look through the eyes of the dead, nor feed on the spectres in books,
Dialogue: 0,0:02:35.92,0:02:39.75,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,You shall not look through my eyes either, nor take things from me,
Dialogue: 0,0:02:39.88,0:02:43.57,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,You shall listen to all sides and filter them from your self.
Dialogue: 0,0:02:45.52,0:02:50.90,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,I have heard what the talkers were talking, the talk of the beginning and the end,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:02:51.24,0:02:53.76,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,But I do not talk of the beginning or the end.
Dialogue: 0,0:02:53.89,0:02:57.36,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,There was never any more inception than there is now,
Dialogue: 0,0:02:57.50,0:03:01.64,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Nor any more youth or age than there is now,
Dialogue: 0,0:03:04.73,0:03:07.85,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And will never be any more perfection than there is now,
Dialogue: 0,0:03:07.85,0:03:10.97,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now.
Dialogue: 0,0:03:11.25,0:03:14.20,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Urge and urge and urge,
Dialogue: 0,0:03:14.37,0:03:17.18,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Always the procreant urge of the world.
Dialogue: 0,0:03:17.74,0:03:21.33,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Out of the dimness opposite equals advance,
Dialogue: 0,0:03:21.33,0:03:23.72,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,always substance and increase,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:03:23.72,0:03:26.11,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Always a knit of identity,
Dialogue: 0,0:03:26.11,0:03:28.04,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,always distinction,
Dialogue: 0,0:03:28.04,0:03:30.04,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,always a breed of life.
Dialogue: 0,0:03:30.94,0:03:32.98,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,To elaborate is no avail,
Dialogue: 0,0:03:32.98,0:03:35.62,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,learn’d and unlearn’d feel that it is so.
Dialogue: 0,0:03:35.84,0:03:41.79,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Sure as the most certain sure, plumb in the uprights, well entretied, braced in the beams,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:03:41.95,0:03:45.20,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Stout as a horse, affectionate, haughty, electrical,
Dialogue: 0,0:03:45.36,0:03:48.04,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,I and this mystery here we stand.
Dialogue: 0,0:03:48.17,0:03:50.34,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Clear and sweet is my soul,
Dialogue: 0,0:03:50.34,0:03:54.03,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and clear and sweet is all that is not my soul.
Dialogue: 0,0:03:54.03,0:03:57.37,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Lack one lacks both, and the unseen is proved by the seen,
Dialogue: 0,0:03:57.37,0:04:01.08,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Till that becomes unseen and receives proof in its turn.
Dialogue: 0,0:04:01.28,0:04:06.00,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Showing the best and dividing it from the worst age vexes age,
Dialogue: 0,0:04:06.22,0:04:09.67,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Knowing the perfect fitness and equanimity of things,
Dialogue: 0,0:04:09.67,0:04:14.90,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,while they discuss I am silent, and go bathe and admire myself.\N
Dialogue: 0,0:04:16.59,0:04:21.53,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Welcome is every organ and attribute of me, and of any man hearty and clean,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:04:21.53,0:04:24.58,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Not an inch nor a particle of an inch is vile,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:04:24.58,0:04:27.65,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and none shall be less familiar than the rest.\N
Dialogue: 0,0:04:28.45,0:04:32.51,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,I am satisfied — I see, dance, laugh, sing;
Dialogue: 0,0:04:33.11,0:04:37.10,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,As God comes a loving bedfellow and sleeps at my side
Dialogue: 0,0:04:37.36,0:04:40.49,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,all night and close on the peep of the day
Dialogue: 0,0:04:40.64,0:04:44.15,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And leaves for me baskets cover’d with white towels\N
Dialogue: 0,0:04:44.15,0:04:46.74,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,bulging the house with their plenty,
Dialogue: 0,0:04:46.74,0:04:52.58,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Shall I postpone my acceptation and realization and scream at my eyes,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:04:52.81,0:04:55.65,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,That they turn from gazing after and down the road,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:04:55.65,0:04:59.17,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And forthwith cipher and show me to a cent,
Dialogue: 0,0:04:59.44,0:05:06.53,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Exactly the contents of one and exactly the contents of two, and which is ahead?\N
Dialogue: 0,0:05:09.49,0:05:12.44,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Trippers and askers surround me,
Dialogue: 0,0:05:12.78,0:05:18.51,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,People I meet, the effect upon me of my early life and the ward and the city I live in,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:05:18.51,0:05:20.52,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,of the nation,
Dialogue: 0,0:05:20.52,0:05:23.45,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,The latest news, discoveries,
Dialogue: 0,0:05:23.45,0:05:26.69,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,inventions, societies, authors old and new,
Dialogue: 0,0:05:27.20,0:05:32.33,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,My dinner, dress, associates, looks, business, compliments, dues,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:05:32.66,0:05:36.94,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,The real or fancied indifference of some man or woman I love,
Dialogue: 0,0:05:37.33,0:05:40.69,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,The sickness of one of my folks or of myself,
Dialogue: 0,0:05:40.69,0:05:42.69,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,or ill-doing
Dialogue: 0,0:05:42.69,0:05:44.89,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,or loss or lack of money,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:05:45.32,0:05:48.89,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,or depressions or exaltations,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:05:49.22,0:05:52.33,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,They come to me days and nights and go from me again,
Dialogue: 0,0:05:52.33,0:05:54.43,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,But they are not the Me myself.\N
Dialogue: 0,0:05:58.35,0:06:01.84,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Apart from the pulling and hauling stands what I am,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:06:01.84,0:06:07.08,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Stands amused, complacent, compassionating, idle, unitary,
Dialogue: 0,0:06:07.60,0:06:09.70,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Looks down, is erect,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:06:11.79,0:06:15.52,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,bends an arm on an impalpable certain rest,
Dialogue: 0,0:06:15.73,0:06:20.51,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Looks with its side-curved head curious what will come next,\N\N
Dialogue: 0,0:06:20.51,0:06:24.88,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Both in and out of the game and watching and wondering at it.\N
Dialogue: 0,0:06:31.86,0:06:37.73,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Backward I see in my own days where I sweated through fog with linguists and contenders,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:06:37.73,0:06:41.85,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,I have no mockings or arguments, I witness and wait.\N
Dialogue: 0,0:06:43.16,0:06:48.29,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,I believe in you my soul, the other I am must not abase itself to you,
Dialogue: 0,0:06:48.29,0:06:50.51,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And you must not be abased to the other.
Dialogue: 0,0:06:51.28,0:06:53.28,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Loafe with me on the grass,
Dialogue: 0,0:06:53.28,0:06:55.30,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,loose the stop from your throat,
Dialogue: 0,0:06:56.24,0:06:58.69,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Not words, not music or rhyme I want,
Dialogue: 0,0:06:58.69,0:07:01.50,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,not custom or lecture, not even the best,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:07:03.10,0:07:06.79,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Only the lull I like, the hum of your valved voice.\N
Dialogue: 0,0:07:08.53,0:07:12.90,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,I mind how we lay in June, such a transparent summer morning;
Dialogue: 0,0:07:15.24,0:07:20.10,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,You settled your head athwart my hips and gently turn’d over upon me,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:07:21.68,0:07:27.55,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And parted the shirt from my bosom-bone, and plunged your tongue to my bare-stript heart,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:07:27.55,0:07:32.50,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And reach’d till you felt my beard, and reach’d till you held my feet.\N
Dialogue: 0,0:07:37.70,0:07:44.94,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Swiftly arose and spread around me the peace and joy and knowledge that pass all the art and argument of the earth,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:07:44.94,0:07:48.22,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And I knwow that the hand of God is the the elderhand of my own,
Dialogue: 0,0:07:48.22,0:07:50.27,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And I know that the spirit of God\N
Dialogue: 0,0:07:51.20,0:07:53.57,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,is the eldest brother of my own
Dialogue: 0,0:07:53.80,0:07:57.48,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And that all the men ever born are also my brothers,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:07:58.57,0:08:02.04,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,and the women my sisters and lovers,
Dialogue: 0,0:08:02.04,0:08:04.71,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And that a kelson of the creation is love,
Dialogue: 0,0:08:05.34,0:08:08.83,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And limitless are leaves stiff or drooping in the fields,
Dialogue: 0,0:08:08.83,0:08:13.10,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And brown ants in the little wells beneath them,
Dialogue: 0,0:08:13.10,0:08:19.22,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And mossy scabs of the worm fence, and heap’d stones, and elder and mullein and poke-weed.
Dialogue: 0,0:08:21.00,0:08:25.90,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands;\N
Dialogue: 0,0:08:26.64,0:08:29.04,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,How could I answer the child?
Dialogue: 0,0:08:29.42,0:08:32.13,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,I do not know what it is any more than he.
Dialogue: 0,0:08:34.60,0:08:39.48,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven.
Dialogue: 0,0:08:40.73,0:08:43.54,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Or I guess it is the handkerchief of the Lord,
Dialogue: 0,0:08:43.70,0:08:47.98,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,A scented gift and remembrancer designedly dropt,\N
Dialogue: 0,0:08:55.12,0:09:00.88,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Bearing the owner’s name someway in the corners, that we may see and remark, and say Whose?\N
Dialogue: 0,0:09:02.20,0:09:06.94,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Or I guess the grass is itself a child, the produced babe of the vegetation.
Dialogue: 0,0:09:09.02,0:09:11.65,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Or I guess it is a uniform hieroglyphic,
Dialogue: 0,0:09:12.73,0:09:16.88,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And it means, Sprouting alike in broad zones and narrow zones,
Dialogue: 0,0:09:17.29,0:09:20.12,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Growing among black folks as among white,
Dialogue: 0,0:09:20.90,0:09:27.11,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Kanuck, Tuckahoe, Congressman, Cuff, I give them the same, I receive them the same.
Dialogue: 0,0:09:29.23,0:09:33.25,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And now it seems to me the beautiful uncut hair of graves.
Dialogue: 0,0:09:35.96,0:09:38.57,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Tenderly will I use you curling grass,
Dialogue: 0,0:09:38.83,0:09:42.28,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,It may be you transpire from the breasts of young men,
Dialogue: 0,0:09:44.23,0:09:47.29,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,It may be if I had known them I would have loved them,
Dialogue: 0,0:09:47.38,0:09:53.43,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,It may be you are from old people, and from women, and from offspring taken soon out of their mothers’ laps,
Dialogue: 0,0:09:55.54,0:09:57.50,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And here you are the mothers’ laps.
Dialogue: 0,0:09:58.53,0:10:01.97,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,This grass is very dark to be from the white heads of old mothers,
Dialogue: 0,0:10:09.52,0:10:12.10,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Darker than the colorless beards of old men,
Dialogue: 0,0:10:12.26,0:10:16.83,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Dark to come from under the faint red roofs of mouths.
Dialogue: 0,0:10:19.62,0:10:22.98,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,O I perceive after all so many uttering tongues,
Dialogue: 0,0:10:22.98,0:10:27.17,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,And I perceive they do not come from the roofs of mouths for nothing.
Dialogue: 0,0:11:21.64,0:11:22.81,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Done.
Dialogue: 0,0:11:22.89,0:11:25.27,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Alicia. "Leaves of Grass".
Dialogue: 0,0:11:34.61,0:11:35.97,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,Hey...