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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO WHITMAN, by BYRON WEBB
First Line: Old man. %I've stood at the edges of seas, too
Last Line: The sea salt, no worry over the long ponderous withdrawal
First Line: Old man. %I've stood at the edges of seas, too
Last Line: The sea salt, no worry over the long ponderous withdrawal
Other Poems of Interest...
A SONG ABOUT SINGING by ANNE REEVE ALDRICH
A CHURCHYARD SOLILOQUY by HENRY ALFORD
POSTHUMOUS by HENRY AUGUSTIN BEERS
BIRTH by MARY CATHERINE BRENNAN
THE JOY-VENDER by ABBIE FARWELL BROWN