...de WALT WHITMAN temos este colossal: "WHISPERS OF HEAVENLY DEATH"
WHISPERS of heavenly death, murmur'd I hear; Labial gossip of night—sibilant chorals; Footsteps gently ascending—mystical breezes, wafted soft and low; Ripples of unseen rivers—tides of current, flowing, forever flowing; (Or is it the plashing of tears? the measureless waters of human tears?)
I see, just see, skyward, great cloud-masses; Mournfully, slowly they roll, silently swelling and mixing; With, at times, a half-dimm'd, sadden'd, far-off star, Appearing and disappering.
Some parturition, rather— some solemn, immortal birth: On the frontiers, to eyes impenetrable, Some Soul is passing over.
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...de WALT WHITMAN temos este colossal:
"WHISPERS OF HEAVENLY DEATH"
WHISPERS of heavenly death, murmur'd I hear;
Labial gossip of night—sibilant chorals;
Footsteps gently ascending—mystical breezes, wafted soft and low;
Ripples of unseen rivers—tides of current, flowing, forever flowing;
(Or is it the plashing of tears? the measureless waters of human tears?)
I see, just see, skyward, great cloud-masses;
Mournfully, slowly they roll, silently swelling and mixing;
With, at times, a half-dimm'd, sadden'd, far-off star,
Appearing and disappering.
Some parturition, rather— some solemn, immortal birth:
On the frontiers, to eyes impenetrable,
Some Soul is passing over.
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