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Arthur Quiller-Couch, comp. The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse. 1922.

The Beasts

Walt Whitman (1819–1892)

I THINK I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contain’d;

I stand and look at them long and long.

They do not sweat and whine about their condition;

They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins;

They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God;

Not one is dissatisfied—not one is demented with the mania of owning things;

Not one kneels to another, nor to his kind that lived thousands of years ago;

Not one is respectable or industrious over the whole earth.