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In the night, in solitude, tears, On the white shore dripping, dripping, suck'd in by the sand, Tears
In the night, in solitude, tears, On the white shore dripping, dripping, suck'd in by the sand, Tears
In the night, in solitude, tears; On the white shore dripping, dripping, suck'd in by the sand; Tears—not
Winds blow south, or winds blow north, Day come white, or night come black, Home, or rivers and mountains
shadows, Recalling now the obscure shapes, the echoes, the sounds and sights after their sorts, The white
What is that little black thing I see there in the white? Loud! loud! loud!
Me and mine, loose windrows, little corpses, Froth, snowy white, and bubbles, (See, from my dead lips
In the night, in solitude, tears, On the white shore dripping, dripping, suck'd in by the sand, Tears
Winds blowsouth, or winds blow north, Day come white, or night come black, Home, or rivers and mountains
shadows, Recalling now the obscure shapes, the echoes, the sounds and sights after their sorts, The white
What is that little black thing I see there in the white? Loud! loud! loud!
Me and mine, loose windrows, little corpses, Froth, snowy white, and bubbles, (See, from my dead lips
In the night, in solitude, tears, On the white shore dripping, dripping, suck'd in by the sand, Tears
In the night, in solitude, tears; On the white shore dripping, dripping, suck'd in by the sand; Tears—not
In the night, in solitude, tears, On the white shore dripping, dripping, suck'd in by the sand, Tears
The early lilacs became part of this child, And grass, and white and red morning-glories, and white and
pass up or down, white-sail'd schooners, sloops, lighters! Flaunt away, flags of all nations!
What is that little black thing I see there in the white? Loud! loud! loud!
Let the white person tread the black person under his heel! (Say!
We, loose winrows, little corpses, Froth, snowy white, and bubbles, (See!
spread your white sails my little bark athwart the imperious waves, Chant on, sail on, bear o'er the
pass up or down, white-sail'd schooners, sloops, lighters! Flaunt away, flags of all nations!
What is that little black thing I see there in the white? Loud! loud! loud!
The early lilacs became part of this child, And grass and white and red morning-glories, and white and
Sister of loftiest gods, Alboni's self I hear.) 4 I hear those odes, symphonies, operas, I hear in the William
pass up or down, white-sail'd schooners, sloops, lighters! Flaunt away, flags of all nations!
What is that little black thing I see there in the white? Loud! loud! loud!
The early lilacs became part of this child, And grass and white and red morning-glories, and white and
Sister of loftiest gods, Alboni's self I hear.) 4 I hear those odes, symphonies, operas, I hear in the William
In calculating that decision, William O'Connor and Dr. Bucke are far more peremptory than I am.