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Poem by Walt Whitman Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. Fancies at Navesink. 8. Then Last Of All Then last of all, caught from these shores, this hill, Of you O tides, the mystic human meaning: Only by law of you, your swell and ebb, enclosing me the same, The brain that shapes, the voice that chants this song. Walt Whitman Walt Whitman's other poems:
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