As The Time Draws Nigh, a poem by Walt Whitman at
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As The Time Draws Nigh

As The Time Draws Nigh

a poem by Walt Whitman


As the time draws nigh, glooming, a cloud,
A dread beyond, of I know not what, darkens me.

I shall go forth,
I shall traverse The States awhile—but I cannot tell whither or how
Perhaps soon, some day or night while I am singing, my voice will
suddenly cease.

O book, O chants! must all then amount to but this?
Must we barely arrive at this beginning of us?… And yet it is
enough, O soul!
O soul! we have positively appear’d—that is enough.

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