O TAN-FACED prairie-boy!
Before you came to camp, came many a welcome gift;
Praises and presents came, and nourishing food-till at last, among the recruits,
You came, taciturn, with nothing to give-we but look’d on each other,
When lo! more than all the gifts of the world, you gave me. 5
(Walt Whitman)
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