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Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен)


Leaves of Grass. 30. Whispers of Heavenly Death. 9. That Music Always Round Me


That music always round me, unceasing, unbeginning, yet long
      untaught I did not hear,
But now the chorus I hear and am elated,
A tenor, strong, ascending with power and health, with glad notes of
      daybreak I hear,
A soprano at intervals sailing buoyantly over the tops of immense waves,
A transparent base shuddering lusciously under and through the universe,
The triumphant tutti, the funeral wailings with sweet flutes and
      violins, all these I fill myself with,
I hear not the volumes of sound merely, I am moved by the exquisite
      meanings,
I listen to the different voices winding in and out, striving,
      contending with fiery vehemence to excel each other in emotion;
I do not think the performers know themselves—but now I think
      begin to know them.



Walt Whitman's other poems:
  1. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 10. Queries to My Seventieth Year
  2. Leaves of Grass. 35. Good-Bye My Fancy. 25. “The Rounded Catalogue Divine Complete”
  3. Leaves of Grass. 20. By the Roadside. 28. Offerings
  4. Leaves of Grass. 32. From Noon to Starry Night. 19. What Best I See in Thee
  5. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 11. The Wallabout Martyrs


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