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Song at Sunset
Walt Whitman

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Splendor of ended day
Floating and filling me!
Hour prophetic
Hour resuming the past!
Inflating my throat
You, divine average!
You, Earth and Life
Till the last ray gleams
I sing.

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Open mouth of my Soul
Uttering gladness
Eyes of my Soul
Seeing perfection
Natural life of me
Faithfully
Praising things
Corroborating forever
The triumph of things.

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Illustrious every one!
Illustrious what we name
Space--sphere of
Unnumber'd spirits;
Illustrious the mystery
Of motion, in all beings,
Even the tiniest insect;
Illustrious the attribute
Of speech
The senses
The body

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Illustrious the passing light!
Illustrious the pale
Reflection on the
New moon
In the western sky!
Illustrious whatever I see
Or hear,
Or touch,
To the last.

Song at Sunset
Walt Whitman