Despairing Cries. (Walt Whitman Poems)
1 DESPAIRING cries float ceaselessly toward me, day and night, The sad voice of Death-the call of my nearest lover, ...
1 DESPAIRING cries float ceaselessly toward me, day and night, The sad voice of Death-the call of my nearest lover, ...
1 YET, yet, ye downcast hours, I know ye also; Weights of lead, how ye clog and cling at my ...
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