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Hast Never Come to Thee an Hour.

by Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman

HAST never come to thee an hour,
A sudden gleam divine, precipitating, bursting all these bubbles, fashions, wealth?
These eager business aims—books, politics, art, amours,
To utter nothingness?




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