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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FANCIES AT NAVESINK: 5, by WALT WHITMAN Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: And yet not you alone, twilight and burying ebb
Last Line: The rhythmus of birth eternal.
First Line: And yet not you alone, twilight and burying ebb
Last Line: The rhythmus of birth eternal.
And yet not you alone, twilight and burying ebb,
Nor you, ye lost designs alone -- nor failures, aspirations;
I know, divine deceitful ones, your glamour's seeming;
Duly by you, from you, the tide and light again -- duly the
hinges turning,
Duly the needed discord-parts offsetting, blending,
Weaving from you, from Sleep, Night, Death itself,
The rhythmus of Birth eternal.
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