Poem by Walt Whitman

Leaves of Grass. 35. Good-Bye My Fancy. 5. My 71st Year

After surmounting three-score and ten,
With all their chances, changes, losses, sorrows,
My parents' deaths, the vagaries of my life, the many tearing
      passions of me, the war of '63 and '4,
As some old broken soldier, after a long, hot, wearying march, or
      haply after battle,
To-day at twilight, hobbling, answering company roll-call, Here,
      with vital voice,
Reporting yet, saluting yet the Officer over all.

1. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 28. Old Salt Kossabone
2. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. Fancies at Navesink. 6. Proudly the Flood Comes In
3. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 32. Life
4. Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 24. Washington's Monument February, 1885
5. Leaves of Grass. 35. Good-Bye My Fancy. 18. Sounds of the Winter

Print

1305 Views

Last Poems

To Russian version