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Leaves of Grass :[1891]

Including Sands at Seventy...1st Annex, Good-Bye my Fancy...2d Annex, A Backward Glance o'er Travel'd Roads, and Portrait from Life
Whitman, Walt (1819-1892)

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INSCRIPTIONS.
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STARTING FROM PAUMANOK.
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SONG OF MYSELF.
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CHILDREN OF ADAM.
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CALAMUS.
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SALUT AU MONDE!
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SONG OF THE OPEN ROAD.
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CROSSING BROOKLYN FERRY.
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SONG OF THE ANSWERER.
  
OUR OLD FEUILLAGE.
  
A SONG OF JOYS.
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SONG OF THE BROAD-AXE.
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SONG OF THE EXPOSITION.
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SONG OF THE REDWOOD-TREE.
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A SONG FOR OCCUPATIONS.
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A SONG OF THE ROLLING EARTH.
  
YOUTH, DAY, OLD AGE AND NIGHT.
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BIRDS OF PASSAGE.
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A BROADWAY PAGEANT.
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SEA-DRIFT.
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BY THE ROADSIDE.
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DRUM-TAPS.
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MEMORIES OF PRESIDENT LINCOLN.
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BY BLUE ONTARIO'S SHORE.
  
REVERSALS.
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AUTUMN RIVULETS.
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PROUD MUSIC OF THE STORM.
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PASSAGE TO INDIA.
  
PRAYER OF COLUMBUS.
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THE SLEEPERS.
  
TRANSPOSITIONS.
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TO THINK OF TIME.
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WHISPERS OF HEAVENLY DEATH.
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THOU MOTHER WITH THY EQUAL BROOD.
  
A PAUMANOK PICTURE.
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FROM NOON TO STARRY NIGHT.
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SONGS OF PARTING.
  
AS THE TIME DRAWS NIGH.
  
YEARS OF THE MODERN.
  
ASHES OF SOLDIERS.
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THOUGHTS.
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SONG AT SUNSET.
  
AS AT THY PORTALS ALSO DEATH.
  
MY LEGACY.
  
PENSIVE ON HER DEAD GAZING.
  
CAMPS OF GREEN.
  
THE SOBBING OF THE BELLS.
  
AS THEY DRAW TO A CLOSE.
  
JOY, SHIPMATE, JOY!
  
THE UNTOLD WANT.
  
PORTALS.
  
THESE CAROLS.
  
NOW FINALÈ TO THE SHORE.
  
SO LONG!
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ANNEX TO PRECEDING PAGES. Sands at Seventy.
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2D ANNEX. Good-Bye my Fancy.

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Thus in silence in dreams' projections,
Returning, resuming, I thread my way through the hospitals,
The hurt and wounded I pacify with soothing hand,
I sit by the restless all the dark night, some are so young,
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Some suffer so much, I recall the experience sweet and sad,
(Many a soldier's loving arms about this neck have cross'd and rested,
Many a soldier's kiss dwells on these bearded lips.)
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