||[Jun. 17th, 2005|06:19 am]
Dead Poets Society
Hello everybody. I just joined the community and I thought I'd introduce myself. I absolutely adore the movie Dead Poets Society. I first watched it because I am somewhat obsessed with Robert Sean Leonard. However, in addition to watching it for him, I also watch it (over and over :-p ) because it's so inspiring. Anyway, I thought I'd post, for your reading pleasure, O' Me, O' Life, from Whalt Whitman's Leaves of Grass.
O ME! O life!... of the questions of these recurring;
Of the endless trains of the faithless--of cities fill'd with the foolish;
Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I and who more faithless?)
Of eyes that vainly crave the light--of the objects mean--of the struggle ever renew'd;
Of the poor results of all--of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me;
Of the empty and useless years of the rest--with the rest me intertwined;
The question, O me! so sad, recurring--What good amid these, O me, O life?
That you are here--that life exists, and identity;
That the powerful play goes on, and you will contribute a verse.