Poem by Walt Whitman

Leaves of Grass. 1. Inscriptions. 21. Shut Not Your Doors

Shut not your doors to me proud libraries,
For that which was lacking on all your well-fill'd shelves, yet
         needed most, I bring,
Forth from the war emerging, a book I have made,
The words of my book nothing, the drift of it every thing,
A book separate, not link'd with the rest nor felt by the intellect,
But you ye untold latencies will thrill to every page. 

1. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 51. The Dead Emperor
2. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 14. Memories
3. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 15. To-Day and Thee
4. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 33. “Going Somewhere”
5. Leaves of Grass. 35. Good-Bye My Fancy. 14. Interpolation Sounds

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