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John Milton

Say, Heavenly Muse, shall not thy sacred vein 15

Afford a present to the Infant God?

Hast thou no verse, no hymn, or solemn strain,

To welcome him to this his new abode,

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Once I Pass’d Through a Populous City

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Walt Whitman·1819–1892
nce I pass’d through a populous city imprinting my brain for futureuse with its shows, architecture, customs, traditions,Yet now of all that city I remember only a woman I casually metthere who detain’d me for love of me,Day by day and night by night we were together--all else has longbeen forgotten by me,I remember I say only that woman who passionately clung to me,Again we wander, we love, we separate again,Again she holds me by the hand, I must not go,I see her close beside me with silent lips sad and tremulous. I Heard You Solemn-Sweet Pipes of the Organ I heard you solemn-sweet pipes of the organ as last Sunday morn Ipass’d the church,Winds of autumn, as I walk’d the woods at dusk I heard your long-stretch’d sighs up above so mournful,I heard the perfect Italian tenor singing at the opera, I heard thesoprano in the midst of the quartet singing;Heart of my love! you too I heard murmuring low through one of thewrists around my head,Heard the pulse of you when all was still ringing little bells lastnight under my ear.