Analysis of O Me! O Life!

   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.