object:1.whitman - I Heard You, Solemn-sweep Pipes Of The Organ
author class:Walt Whitman
subject class:Poetry
book class:Whitman - Poems
class:chapter
I Heard You, Solemn-sweep Pipes Of The Organ
I HEARD you, solemn-sweet pipes of the organ, as last Sunday morn I
pass'd the church;
Winds of autumn!as I walk'd the woods at dusk, I heard your long-
stretch'd sighs, up above, so mournful;
I heard the perfect Italian tenor, singing at the operaI heard the
soprano in the midst of the quartet singing;
Heart of my love!you too I heard, murmuring low, through one of
the wrists around my head;
Heard the pulse of you, when all was still, ringing little bells last
night under my ear.
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