SOLID, ironical, rolling orb! 
Master of all, and matter of fact!—at last I accept your terms; 
Bringing to practical, vulgar tests, of all my ideal dreams, 
And of me, as lover and hero.

Poet: Walt Whitman
Poem: 28. Solid, Ironical, Rolling Orb.
Volume: Leaves of Grass
- 22. Gathered Leaves
Year: Published/Written in 1900
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