Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен)

Leaves of Grass. 35. Good-Bye My Fancy. 5. My 71st Year

After surmounting three-score and ten,
With all their chances, changes, losses, sorrows,
My parents' deaths, the vagaries of my life, the many tearing
      passions of me, the war of '63 and '4,
As some old broken soldier, after a long, hot, wearying march, or
      haply after battle,
To-day at twilight, hobbling, answering company roll-call, Here,
      with vital voice,
Reporting yet, saluting yet the Officer over all.

1. Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 29. Earth, My Likeness
2. Leaves of Grass. 24. Autumn Rivulets. 13. Out from Behind This Mask [To Confront a Portrait]
3. Leaves of Grass. 24. Autumn Rivulets. 20. Thought
4. Leaves of Grass. 24. Autumn Rivulets. 27. Others May Praise What They Like
5. Leaves of Grass. 24. Autumn Rivulets. 38. The Prairie States

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