object:1.whitman - A Glimpse
author class:Walt Whitman
subject class:Poetry
book class:Whitman - Poems
class:chapter
A GLIMPSE, through an interstice caught,
Of a crowd of workmen and drivers in a bar-room, around the stove,
late of a winter nightAnd I unremark'd seated in a corner;
Of a youth who loves me, and whom I love, silently approaching, and
seating himself near, that he may hold me by the hand;
A long while, amid the noises of coming and goingof drinking and
oath and smutty jest,
There we two, content, happy in being together, speaking little,
perhaps not a word.
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