object:1.whitman - By Broad Potomacs Shore
author class:Walt Whitman
subject class:Poetry
book class:Whitman - Poems
class:chapter
BY broad Potomac's shoreagain, old tongue!
(Still utteringstill ejaculatingcanst never cease this babble?)
Again, old heart so gayagain to you, your sense, the full flush
spring returning;
Again the freshness and the odorsagain Virginia's summer sky,
pellucid blue and silver,
Again the forenoon purple of the hills,
Again the deathless grass, so noiseless, soft and green,
Again the blood-red roses blooming.
Perfume this book of mine, O blood-red roses!
Lave subtly with your waters every line, Potomac!
Give me of you, O spring, before I close, to put between its
pages!
O forenoon purple of the hills, before I close, of you!
O smiling earthO summer sun, give me of you!
O deathless grass, of you!
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