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| 741. | Pensive and Faltering. by Walt Whitman | | PENSIVE and faltering,
The words, the dead, I write;
For living are the Dead;
(Haply the only living, only real,
And I the apparition—I the ... |
| 742. | From Paumanok Starting. by Walt Whitman | | FROM Paumanock starting, I fly like a bird,
Around and around to soar, to sing the idea of all;
To the north betaking myself, to sing there arctic... |
| 743. | at Weeping Face. by Walt Whitman | | WHAT weeping face is that looking from the window?
Why does it stream those sorrowful tears?
Is it for some burial place, vast and dry?
Is it to... |
| 744. | Vigil Strange I Kept on the Field. by Walt Whitman | | VIGIL strange I kept on the field one night:
When you, my son and my comrade, dropt at my side that day,
One look I but gave, which your dear eyes... |
| 745. | Mystic Trumpeter, The. by Walt Whitman | | 1
HARK! some wild trumpeter—some strange musician,
Hovering unseen in air, vibrates capricious tunes to-night.
I hear thee, trumpeter—lis... |
| 746. | These, I, Singing in Spring. by Walt Whitman | | THESE, I, singing in spring, collect for lovers,
(For who but I should understand lovers, and all their sorrow and joy?
And who but I should be th... |
| 747. | Despairing Cries. by Walt Whitman | | 1
DESPAIRING cries float ceaselessly toward me, day and night,
The sad voice of Death—the call of my nearest lover, putting forth, alarmed,
... |
| 748. | Bathed in War’s Perfume. by Walt Whitman | | BATHED in war’s perfume—delicate flag!
(Should the days needing armies, needing fleets, come again,)
O to hear you call the sailors and the so... |
| 749. | Portals. by Walt Whitman | | WHAT are those of the known, but to ascend and enter the Unknown?
And what are those of life, but for Death?... |
| 750. | Me Imperturbe. by Walt Whitman | | ME imperturbe, standing at ease in Nature,
Master of all, or mistress of all—aplomb in the midst of irrational things,
Imbued as they—passive,... |
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