Walt Whitman (Уолт Уитмен)

Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 10. Queries to My Seventieth Year

Approaching, nearing, curious,
Thou dim, uncertain spectre—bringest thou life or death?
Strength, weakness, blindness, more paralysis and heavier?
Or placid skies and sun? Wilt stir the waters yet?
Or haply cut me short for good? Or leave me here as now,
Dull, parrot-like and old, with crack'd voice harping, screeching?

1. Leaves of Grass. 20. By the Roadside. 28. Offerings
2. Leaves of Grass. 32. From Noon to Starry Night. 19. What Best I See in Thee
3. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 13. America
4. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 31. Yonnondio
5. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 43. The Dying Veteran

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