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.
Solid, Ironical, Rolling Orb.
Analysis, meaning and summary of Walt Whitman's poem Solid, Ironical, Rolling Orb.
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