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Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен)


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Once I pass'd through a populous city imprinting my brain for future
      use with its shows, architecture, customs, traditions,
Yet now of all that city I remember only a woman I casually met
      there who detain'd me for love of me,
Day by day and night by night we were together—all else has long
      been forgotten by me,
I remember I say only that woman who passionately clung to me,
Again we wander, we love, we separate again,
Again she holds me by the hand, I must not go,
I see her close beside me with silent lips sad and tremulous.



Walt Whitman's other poems:
  1. Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking
  2. Как Адам ранним утромAs Adam Early in the Morning
  3. Я вас слышал, торжественно-нежные трубы органаI Heard You Solemn-Sweet Pipes of the Organ
  4. Я слышу, меня обвиняют, что я подрываю основыI Hear It Was Charged Against Me
  5. СлёзыTears


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