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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535173" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>There Was A Child Went Forth</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535173" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">THERE was a child went forth every day;<br> And the first object he look'd upon, that object he became;<br> And that object became part of him for the day, or a certain part of<br> the day, or for many years, or stretching cycles of years.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535173" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> The early lilacs became part of this child,<br> And grass, and white and red morning-glories, and white and red<br> clover, and the song of the phoebe-bird,<br> And the Third-month lambs, and the sow's pink-faint litter, and the<br> mare's foal, and the cow's calf,<br> And the noisy brood of the barn-yard, or by the mire of the pond-<br> side,<br> And the fish suspending themselves so curiously below there--and the<br> beautiful curious liquid,<br> And the water-plants with their graceful flat heads--all became part<br> of him.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535173" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> The field-sprouts of Fourth-month and Fifth-month became part of<br> him;    10<br> Winter-grain sprouts, and those of the light-yellow corn, and the<br> esculent roots of the garden,<br> And the apple-trees cover'd with blossoms, and the fruit afterward,<br> and wood-berries, and the commonest weeds by the road;<br> And the old drunkard staggering home from the out-house of the<br> tavern, whence he had lately risen,<br> And the school-mistress that pass'd on her way to the school,<br> And the friendly boys that pass'd--and the quarrelsome boys,<br> And the tidy and fresh-cheek'd girls--and the barefoot negro boy and<br> girl,<br> And all the changes of city and country, wherever he went.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535173" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> His own parents,<br> He that had father'd him, and she that had conceiv'd him in her womb,<br> and birth'd him,<br> They gave this child more of themselves than that;  20<br> They gave him afterward every day--they became part of him.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535173" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> The mother at home, quietly placing the dishes on the supper-table;<br> The mother with mild words--clean her cap and gown, a wholesome odor<br> falling off her person and clothes as she walks by;<br> The father, strong, self-sufficient, manly, mean, anger'd, unjust;<br> The blow, the quick loud word, the tight bargain, the crafty lure,<br> The family usages, the language, the company, the furniture--the<br> yearning and swelling heart,<br> Affection that will not be gainsay'd--the sense of what is real--the<br> thought if, after all, it should prove unreal,<br> The doubts of day-time and the doubts of night-time--the curious<br> whether and how,<br> Whether that which appears so is so, or is it all flashes and specks?<br> Men and women crowding fast in the streets--if they are not flashes<br> and specks, what are they?   30<br> The streets themselves, and the façades of houses, and goods in the<br> windows,<br> Vehicles, teams, the heavy-plank'd wharves--the huge crossing at the<br> ferries,<br> The village on the highland, seen from afar at sunset--the river<br> between,<br> Shadows, aureola and mist, the light falling on roofs and gables of<br> white or brown, three miles off,<br> The schooner near by, sleepily dropping down the tide--the little<br> boat slack-tow'd astern,<br> The hurrying tumbling waves, quick-broken crests, slapping,<br> The strata of color'd clouds, the long bar of maroon-tint, away<br> solitary by itself--the spread of purity it lies motionless in,<br> The horizon's edge, the flying sea-crow, the fragrance of salt marsh<br> and shore mud;<br> These became part of that child who went forth every day, and who now<br> goes, and will always go forth every day.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Walt+Whitman">Walt Whitman</a></strong></div>