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. 32. From Noon to Starry Night. 12. Mediums
2. Leaves of Grass. 33. Songs of Parting. 14. Portals
3. Leaves of Grass. 30. Whispers of Heavenly Death. 6. As If a Phantom Caress'd Me
4. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 28. Old Salt Kossabone
5. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 47. Orange Buds by Mail from Florida

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