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Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman

Book XVI: Youth, Day, Old Age And Night

Youth, large, lusty, loving—youth full of grace, force, fascination,
Do you know that Old Age may come after you with equal grace, force,
fascination?
 
Day full-blown and splendid-day of the immense sun, action, ambition,
laughter,
The Night follows close with millions of suns, and sleep and restoring
darkness.

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