Poem by Walt Whitman

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. 34. Sands at Seventy. Fancies at Navesink. 6. Proudly the Flood Comes In
2. Leaves of Grass. 24. Autumn Rivulets. 35. Italian Music in Dakota
3. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 10. Queries to My Seventieth Year
4. Leaves of Grass. 33. Songs of Parting. 14. Portals
5. Leaves of Grass. 35. Good-Bye My Fancy. 29. Grand Is the Seen

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