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Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman

Book XXXV. Good-Bye My Fancy: Good-Bye My Fancy

Good-bye my fancy—(I had a word to say,
But ’tis not quite the time—The best of any man’s word or say,
Is when its proper place arrives—and for its meaning,
I keep mine till the last.)

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