Walt Whitman - Out of the Rolling Ocean, The Crowd

Walt Whitman - Out of the Rolling Ocean, The Crowd

OUT of the rolling ocean, the crowd, came a drop gently to me, br Whispering, I love you, before long I die, br I have travel'd a long way, merely to look on you, to touch you, br For I could not die till I once look'd on you, br For I fear'd I might afterward lose you. br br br (Now we have met, we have look'd, we are safe; br Return in peace to the ocean, my love; br I too am part of that ocean, my love--we are not so much separated; br Behold the great rondure--the cohesion of all, how perfect! br But as for me, for you, the irresistible sea is to separate us, 10 br As for an hour, carrying us diverse--yet cannot carry us diverse for br ever; br Be not impatient--a little space--Know you, I salute the air, the br ocean and the land, br Every day, at sundown, for your dear sake, my love.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

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