Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен)

Leaves of Grass. 32. From Noon to Starry Night. 18. Thick-Sprinkled Bunting

Thick-sprinkled bunting! flag of stars!
Long yet your road, fateful flag--long yet your road, and lined with
      bloody death,
For the prize I see at issue at last is the world,
All its ships and shores I see interwoven with your threads greedy
      banner;
Dream'd again the flags of kings, highest borne, to flaunt unrival'd?
O hasten flag of man--O with sure and steady step, passing highest
      flags of kings,
Walk supreme to the heavens mighty symbol--run up above them all,
Flag of stars! thick-sprinkled bunting!

1. Leaves of Grass. 35. Good-Bye My Fancy. 24. The Commonplace
2. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. Fancies at Navesink. 6. Proudly the Flood Comes In
3. Leaves of Grass. 20. By the Roadside. 6. Thoughts
4. Leaves of Grass. 24. Autumn Rivulets. 13. Out from Behind This Mask [To Confront a Portrait]
5. Leaves of Grass. 24. Autumn Rivulets. 20. Thought

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