Behold this Swarthy Face
Read 'Behold this Swarthy Face' by 'Walt Whitman' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
Behold this Swarthy Face by Walt Whitman
BEHOLD this swarthy face—these gray eyes,
This beard—the white wool, unclipt upon my neck,
My brown hands, and the silent manner of me, without charm;
Yet comes one, a Manhattanese, and ever at parting, kisses me lightly on the lips with
robust
love,
And I, on the crossing of the street, or on the ship’s deck, give a kiss in return;
We observe that salute of American comrades, land and sea,
We are those two natural and nonchalant persons.
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