object:1.whitman - Hushd Be the Camps Today
author class:Walt Whitman
subject class:Poetry
book class:Whitman - Poems
class:chapter
Hush'd be the camps today,
And soldiers let us drape our war-worn weapons,
And each with musing soul retire to celebrate,
Our dear commander's death.
No more for him life's stormy conflicts,
Nor victory, nor defeatno more time's dark events,
Charging like ceaseless clouds across the sky.
But sing poet in our name,
Sing of the love we bore himbecause you, dweller in camps, know it truly.
As they invault the coffin there,
Singas they close the doors of earth upon himone verse,
For the heavy hearts of soldiers.
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