BOOK IV. CHILDREN OF ADAM I Heard You Solemn-Sweet Pipes of the Organ |
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BOOK IV. CHILDREN OF ADAMI Heard You Solemn-Sweet 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 opera, I 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.
Walt Whitman
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