Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен)

Leaves of Grass. 24. Autumn Rivulets. 30. The Torch

On my Northwest coast in the midst of the night a fishermen's group
      stands watching,
Out on the lake that expands before them, others are spearing salmon,
The canoe, a dim shadowy thing, moves across the black water,
Bearing a torch ablaze at the prow.

1. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 14. Memories
2. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 15. To-Day and Thee
3. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 33. “Going Somewhere”
4. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 43. The Dying Veteran
5. Leaves of Grass. 35. Good-Bye My Fancy. 18. Sounds of the Winter

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