Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен)

Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 9. My Canary Bird

Did we count great, O soul, to penetrate the themes of mighty books,
Absorbing deep and full from thoughts, plays, speculations?
But now from thee to me, caged bird, to feel thy joyous warble,
Filling the air, the lonesome room, the long forenoon,
Is it not just as great, O soul?

1. Leaves of Grass. 35. Good-Bye My Fancy. 13. Bravo, Paris Exposition!
2. Leaves of Grass. 20. By the Roadside. 24. Hast Never Come to Thee an Hour
3. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 40. The Voice of the Rain
4. Leaves of Grass. 17. Birds of Passage. 5. Myself and Mine
5. Leaves of Grass. 5. Calamus. 34. To a Western Boy

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