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Of Him I Love Day and Night.

OF him I love day and night, I dream'd I heard he was
dead;
And I dream'd I went where they had buried him I love
—but he was not in that place;
And I dream'd I wander'd, searching among burial-
places, to find him;
And I found that every place was a burial-place;
The houses full of life were equally full of death, (this
house is now;)
The streets, the shipping, the places of amusement,
the Chicago, Boston, Philadelphia, the Manna-
hatta, were as full of the dead as of the living,
And fuller, O vastly fuller, of the dead than of the
living;
—And what I dream'd I will henceforth tell to every
person and age,
And I stand henceforth bound to what I dream'd;
And now I am willing to disregard burial-places, and
dispense with them;
And if the memorials of the dead were put up indif-
ferently everywhere, even in the room where I
eat or sleep, I should be satisfied;
And if the corpse of any one I love, or if my own
corpse, be duly render'd to powder, and pour'd
in the sea, I shall be satisfied;
Or if it be distributed to the winds, I shall be sat-
isfied.

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