For Him I Sing
1819-1892
For him I sing,
I raise the present on the past,
(As some perennial tree out of its roots, the present on the past,)
With time and space I him dilate and fuse the immortal laws,
To make himself by them the law unto himself.
DayPoems Poem No. 1882
<a href="http://www.daypoems.net/poems/1882.html">For Him I Sing by Walt Whitman</a>
The DayPoems Poetry Collection, www.daypoems.net
Timothy Bovee, editor
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