By Blue Ontario's Shore, by Walt Whitman
By blue Ontario's shore,
As I mused of these ...
By blue Ontario's shore,
As I mused of these ...
Tell me not things past all belief;
One truth...
PRELUDE I If earth's lost youth thou ha...
In the Lemnian forge of late
Vulcan making arr...
For days the hunter march'd o'er wooded hills
...
I watched the sun with lurid splendor set,
Wh...
Sleep, baby mine. The failing light is low,
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