Monday, September 3, 2012

Walt Whitman says...

'Gliding o'er all, through all,/Through Nature, Time, and Space,/As a ship on the waters advancing,/The voyage of the soul -- not life alone,/Death, many deaths I'll sing.'

-Walt Whitman ('Gliding Over All', Leaves of Grass, Walt Whitman, 1861)

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