Walt Whitman
1819 – 1892Kamu malı12 eser
Walter "Walt" Whitman, Amerikalı şair.
Telifsiz eser (kamu malı) — biKalem arşivine eklendi.
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A Noiseless Patient SpiderI mark'd where on a little promontory it stood isolated, · Mark'd how to explore the vacant vast surrounding,A Sight in Camp in the Daybreak Gray and DimAs from my tent I emerge so early sleepless, · As slow I walk in the cool fresh air the path near by the hospital tent,Beat! Beat! Drums!Beat! beat! drums!—blow! bugles! blow! · Through the windows—through doors—burst like a ruthless force,Cavalry Crossing a FordA line in long array where they wind betwixt green islands, · They take a serpentine course, their arms flash in the sun—hark to the musical clank,Facing West from California’s ShoresInquiring, tireless, seeking what is yet unfound, · I, a child, very old, over waves, towards the house of maternity, the land of migrations, look afar,I Hear America SingingI hear America singing, the varied carols I hear, · Those of mechanics, each one singing his as it should be blithe and strong,O Captain! My Captain!O Captain! my Captain ! our fearful trip is done, · The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won,Sparkles from the WheelWhere the city's ceaseless crowd moves on the livelong day, · Withdrawn I join a group of children watching, I pause aside with them.The Last InvocationAt the last, tenderly, · From the walls of the powerful fortress'd house,There Was a Child Went ForthThere was a child went forth every day, · And the first object he look'd upon, that object he became,To a StrangerPassing stranger! you do not know how longingly I look upon you, · You must be he I was seeking, or she I was seeking, (it comes to me as of a dream,)When I Heard the Learn’d AstronomerWhen the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me, · When I sitting heard the astronomer where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room,