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Rh Unrequited love, or a slight, cutting him worse than
 * a wound cuts,

First rate to ride, to fight, to hit the bull's-eye, to
 * sail a skiff, to sing a song, or play on the banjo,

Preferring scars, and faces pitted with small-pox, over
 * all latherers, and those that keep out of the sun.

I teach straying from me—yet who can stray from
 * me?

I follow you, whoever you are, from the present
 * hour,

My words itch at your ears till you understand
 * them.

I do not say these things for a dollar, or to fill up
 * the time while I wait for a boat,

It is you talking just as much as myself—I act as
 * the tongue of you,

Tied in your mouth, in mine it begins to be loosened.

I swear I will never again mention love or death
 * inside a house,

And I swear I will never translate myself at all, only
 * to him or her who privately stays with me in
 * the open air.

If you would understand me, go to the heights or
 * water-shore,

The nearest gnat is an explanation, and a drop or
 * motion of waves a key,

The maul, the oar, the hand-saw, second my words.

No shuttered room or school can commune with me, But roughs and little children better than they.