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John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

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Walt Whitman. (1819–1892) (continued)
    I was thinking the day most splendid, till I saw what the not-day exhibited;
I was thinking this globe enough, till there sprang out so noiseless around me myriads of other globes.
          Night on the Prairies.
    I see that I am to wait for what will be exhibited by death.
          Night on the Prairies.
    I swear I think there is nothing but immortality!
          To think of Time. 9.
    The paths to the house I seek to make,
But leave to those to come the house itself.
          Thou Mother with thy Equal Brood. 1.
      Society waits unformed and is between things ended and things begun.
          Thoughts. 1.
      Now obey thy cherished secret wish,
Embrace thy friends—leave all in order;
To port and hawser’s tie no more returning,
Depart upon thy endless cruise, old Sailor!
          Now Finalè to the Shore. (To Tennyson).
    I announce the great individual, fluid as Nature, chaste, affectionate, compassionate, fully armed;
I announce a life that shall be copious, vehement, spiritual, bold,
And I announce an end that shall lightly and joyfully meet its translation.
          So Long!
William Wetmore Story. (1819–1895)
    I sing the hymn of the conquered, who fell in the Battle of Life,— 1 
The hymn of the wounded, the beaten, who died overwhelmed in the strife….
Note 1.
Whitman: To a Foiled European Revolutionaire; Now it seems to me, when it can not be helped that defeat is great. [back]