BOOK IV. CHILDREN OF ADAM Once I Pass`d Through a Populous City |
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BOOK IV. CHILDREN OF ADAMOnce I Pass`d Through a Populous City
Once I pass`d through a populous city imprinting my brain for future
use with its shows, architecture, customs, traditions,
Yet now of all that city I remember only a woman I casually met
there who detain`d me for love of me,
Day by day and night by night we were together--all else has long
been forgotten by me,
I remember I say only that woman who passionately clung to me,
Again we wander, we love, we separate again,
Again she holds me by the hand, I must not go,
I see her close beside me with silent lips sad and tremulous.
Walt Whitman
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