Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Walt Whitman says...

'Pour down your warmth, great sun!/While we bask, we two together./Two together!/Winds blow south, or winds blow north,/Day come white, or night come black,/Home, or rivers and mountains from home,/Singing all time, minding no time,/While we two keep together.'

-Walt Whitman (from 'Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking', Leaves of Grass, 1860)

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