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Leaves of Grass
1891
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Hast Never Come to Thee an Hour.
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HAST NEVER COME TO THEE AN HOUR.
H
AST
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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BY THE ROADSIDE.
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