Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен)

Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 47. Orange Buds by Mail from Florida

A lesser proof than old Voltaire's, yet greater,
Proof of this present time, and thee, thy broad expanse, America,
To my plain Northern hut, in outside clouds and snow,
Brought safely for a thousand miles o'er land and tide,
Some three days since on their own soil live-sprouting,
Now here their sweetness through my room unfolding,
A bunch of orange buds by mall from Florida.

1. Leaves of Grass. 24. Autumn Rivulets. 13. Out from Behind This Mask [To Confront a Portrait]
2. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. Fancies at Navesink. 1. The Pilot in the Mist
3. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 46. Twenty Years
4. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 10. Queries to My Seventieth Year
5. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 14. Memories

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