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Walt Whitman - Wandering at Morn.

WANDERING at morn, 
Emerging from the night, from gloomy thoughts—thee in my thoughts, 
Yearning for thee, harmonious Union! thee, Singing Bird divine! 
Thee, seated coil’d in evil times, my Country, with craft and black dismay—with
    every
	meanness, treason thrust upon thee; 
—Wandering—this common marvel I beheld—the parent thrush I watch’d,
    feeding
	its young,
(The singing thrush, whose tones of joy and faith ecstatic, 
Fail not to certify and cheer my soul.) 
  
There ponder’d, felt I, 
If worms, snakes, loathsome grubs, may to sweet spiritual songs be turn’d, 
If vermin so transposed, so used, so bless’d may be,
Then may I trust in you, your fortunes, days, my country; 
—Who knows that these may be the lessons fit for you? 
From these your future Song may rise, with joyous trills, 
Destin’d to fill the world.

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Poet: Walt Whitman
Poem: 44. Wandering at Morn.
Volume: Leaves of Grass
- 20. Leaves of Grass
Year: Published/Written in 1900
Poem of the Day: May 21 2011
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