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Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman

Book XXXIV. Sands At Seventy: After the Dazzle of Day
After the dazzle of day is gone,
Only the dark, dark night shows to my eyes the stars;
After the clangor of organ majestic, or chorus, or perfect band,
Silent, athwart my soul, moves the symphony true.

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Book XXIV. Autumn Rivulets: The City Dead-House

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Book XXXIV. Sands At Seventy: The United States to Old World Critics

Here first the duties of to-day, t… Wealth, order, travel, shelter, pr… As of the building of some varied,… Whence to arise inevitable in time… The solid-planted spires tall shoo…
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Book IV. Children of Adam: A Woman Waits for Me

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Book V. Calamus: When I Peruse the Conquer’D Fame

When I peruse the conquer’d fame… mighty generals, I do not envy the… Nor the President in his Presiden… But when I hear of the brotherhoo… How through life, through dangers,…
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