Walt Whitman


Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 8. As I Sit Writing Here


As I sit writing here, sick and grown old,
Not my least burden is that dulness of the years, querilities,
Ungracious glooms, aches, lethargy, constipation, whimpering ennui,
May filter in my dally songs.






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