Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен)

Leaves of Grass. 35. Good-Bye My Fancy. 11. Shakspere-Bacon’s Cipher

I doubt it not—then more, far more;
In each old song bequeath’d—in every noble page or text,
(Different—something unreck’d before—some unsuspected author,)
In every object, mountain, tree, and star—in every birth and life,
As part of each—evolv’d from each—meaning, behind the ostent,
A mystic cipher waits infolded.

1. Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 37. Delicate Cluster
2. Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 28. A Leaf for Hand in Hand
3. Leaves of Grass. 21. Drum-Taps. 7. Virginia—The West
4. Leaves of Grass. 20. By the Roadside. 26. To Old Age
5. Leaves of Grass. 20. By the Roadside. 28. Offerings

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