Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен)

Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 45. A Prairie Sunset

Shot gold, maroon and violet, dazzling silver, emerald, fawn,
The earth's whole amplitude and Nature's multiform power consign'd
      for once to colors;
The light, the general air possess'd by them—colors till now unknown,
No limit, confine—not the Western sky alone—the high meridian—
      North, South, all,
Pure luminous color fighting the silent shadows to the last.

1. Leaves of Grass. 30. Whispers of Heavenly Death. 16. The Last Invocation
2. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 28. Old Salt Kossabone
3. Leaves of Grass. 35. Good-Bye My Fancy. 29. Grand Is the Seen
4. Leaves of Grass. 33. Songs of Parting. 15. These Carols
5. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 46. Twenty Years

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