亚平喜欢的诗

I celebrate myself, and sing myself,

And what I assume you shall assume,

For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you,

I have said that the soul is not more than the body,

And I have said the body is mot more that the soul,

And nothing, not God, is greater to one than one's self is.

And whoever walks a furlong without sympathy walk to his,

Own funeral direst in this shroud,

And I or you pocket less of a dime may purchase the pick of the earth,

And to glance with any eye or show a bean in its pod confounds the learning of all times.