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e dooryard bloom'd	A
And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the night	B
I mourn'd and yet shall mourn with ever returning spring	C
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Ever returning spring trinity sure to me you bring	C
Lilac blooming perennial and drooping star in the west	D
And thought of him I love	E
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O powerful western fallen star	F
O shades of night O moody tearful night	B
O great star disappear'd O the black murk that hides the star	F
O cruel hands that hold me powerless O helpless soul of me	G
O harsh surrounding cloud that will not free my soul	H
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In the dooryard fronting an old farm house near the white wash'd palings	I
Stands the lilac bush tall growing with heart shaped leaves of rich green	J
With many a pointed blossom rising delicate with the perfume strong I love	E
With every leaf a miracle and from this bush in the dooryard	B
With delicate color'd blossoms and heart shaped leaves of rich green	J
A sprig with its flower I break	K
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In the swamp in secluded recesses	I
A shy and hidden bird is warbling a song	L
Solitary the thrush	M
The hermit withdrawn to himself avoiding the settlements	I
Sings by himself a song	L
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Song of the bleeding throat	B
Death's outlet song of life for well dear brother I know	N
If thou wast not granted to sing thou would'st surely die	B
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Over the breast of the spring the land amid cities	I
Amid lanes and through old woods where lately the violets peep'd from the ground spotting the gray debris	I
Amid the grass in the fields each side of the lanes passing the endless grass	I
Passing the yellow spear'd wheat every grain from its shroud in the dark brown fields uprisen	N
Passing the apple tree blows of white and pink in the orchards	I
Carrying a corpse to where it shall rest in the grave	O
Night and day journeys a coffin	N
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Coffin that passes through lanes and streets	I
Through day and night with the great cloud darkening the land	B
With the pomp of the inloop'd flags with the cities draped in black	P
With the show of the States themselves as of crepe veil'd women standing	C
With processions long and winding and the flambeaus of the night	B
With the countless torches lit with the silent sea of faces and the unbared heads	I
With the waiting depot the arriving coffin and the sombre faces	I
With dirges through the night with the thousand voices rising strong and solemn	N
With all the mournful voices of the dirges pour'd around the coffin	N
The dim lit churches and the shuddering organs where amid these you journey	N
With the tolling bells' perpetual clang	Q
Here coffin that slowly passes	I
I give you a sprig of lilac	P
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Nor for you for one alone	N
Blossoms and branches green to coffins all I bring	C
For fresh as the morning thus would I chant a song for you O sane and sacred death	R
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All over bouquets of roses	I
O death I cover you with roses and early lilies	I
But mostly and now the lilac that blooms the first	B
Copious I break I break the sprigs from the bushes	I
With loaded arms I come pouring for you	S
For you and the coffins all of you O death	R
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O western orb sailing the heaven	N
Now I know what you must have meant as a month since I walk'd	B
As I walk'd in silence the transparent shadowy night	B
As I saw you had something to tell as you bent to me night after night	B
As you droop'd from the sky low down as if to my side while the other stars all look'd on	N
As we wander'd together the solemn night for something I know not what kept me from sleep	T
As the night advanced and I saw on the rim of the west how full you were of woe	N
As I stood on the rising ground in the breeze in the cool transparent night	B
As I watch'd where you pass'd and was lost in the netherward black of the night	B
As my soul in its trouble dissatisfied sank as where you sad orb	U
Concluded dropt in the night and was gone	N
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Sing on there in the swamp	V
O singer bashful and tender I hear your notes I hear your call	W
I hear I come presently I understand you	S
But a moment I linger for the lustrous star has detain'd me	N
The star my departing comrade holds and detains me	N
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O how shall I warble myself for the dead one there I loved	B
And how shall I deck my soul for the large sweet soul that has gone	N
And what shall my perfume be for the grave of him I love	E
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Sea winds blown from the east and west	B
Blown from the Eastern sea and blown from the Western sea till there on the prairies meeting	C
These and with these and the breath of my chant	B
I'll perfume the grave of him I love	E
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O what shall I hang on the chamber walls	I
And what shall the pictures be that I hang on the walls	I
To adorn the burial house of him I love	E
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Pictures of growing spring and farms and homes	I
With the Fourth month eve at sundown and the gray smoke lucid and bright	B
With floods of the yellow gold of the gorgeous indolent sinking sun burning expanding the air	X
With the fresh sweet herbage under foot and the pale green leaves of the trees prolific	Y
In the distance of the flowing glaze the breast of the river with a wind dapple here and there	X
With ranging hills on the banks with many a line against the sky and shadows	I
And the city at hand with dwellings so dense and stacks of chimneys	I
And all the scenes of life and the workshops and the workmen homeward returning	C
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Lo body and soul this land	B
My own Manhattan with spires and the sparkling and hurrying tides and the ships	I
The varied and ample land the South and the North in the light Ohio's shores and flashing Missouri	N
And ever the far spreading prairies cover'd with grass and corn	N
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Lo the most excellent sun so calm and haughty	N
The violet and purple morn with just felt breezes	I
The gentle soft born measureless light	B
The miracle spreading bathing all the fulfill'd noon	N
The coming eve delicious the welcome night and the stars	I
Over my cities shining all enveloping man and land	B
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Sing on sing on you gray brown bird	B
Sing from the swamps the recesses pour your chant from the bushes	I
Limitless out of the dusk out of the cedars and pines	I
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Sing on dearest brother warble your reedy song	L
Loud human song with voice of uttermost woe	N
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O liquid and free and tender	Z
O wild and loose to my soul O wondrous singer	Z
You only I hear yet the star holds me but will soon depart	B
Yet the lilac with mastering odor holds me	N
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Now while I sat in the day and look'd forth	A2
In the close of the day with its light and the fields of spring and the farmers preparing their crops	I
In the large unconscious scenery of my land with its lakes and forests	I
In the heavenly aerial beauty after the perturb'd winds and storms	I
Under the arching heavens of the afternoon swift passing and the voices of children and women	N
The many moving sea tides and I saw the ships how they sail'd	B
And the summer approaching with richness and the fields all busy with labor	Z
And the infinite separate houses how they all went on each with its meals and minutia of daily usages	I
And the streets how their throbbings throbb'd and the cities pent lo then and there	X
Falling upon them all and among them all enveloping me with the rest	B
Appear'd the cloud appear'd the long black trail	B2
And I knew death its thought and the sacred knowledge of death	R
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Then with the knowledge of death as walking one side of me	N
And the thought of death close walking the other side of me	N
And I in the middle as with companions and as holding the hands of companions	I
I fled forth to the hiding receiving night that talks not	B
Down to the shores of the water the path by the swamp in the dimness	I
To the solemn shadowy cedars and the ghostly pines so still	C2
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And the singer so shy to the rest receiv'd me	N
The gray brown bird I know received us comrades three	N
And he sang the carol of death and a verse for him I love	E
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From deep secluded recesses	I
From the fragrant cedars and the ghostly pines so still	C2
Came the carol of the bird	B
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Walt Whitman

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