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Walt Whitman - I Heard You, Solemn-sweep
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I HEARD you, solemn-sweet pipes of the organ, as last Sunday morn I
         pass`d the church;
Winds of autumn!—as I walk`d the woods at dusk, I heard your long-
         stretch`d sighs, up above, so mournful;
I heard the perfect Italian tenor, singing at the opera—I heard the
         soprano in the midst of the quartet singing;
… Heart of my love!—you too I heard, murmuring low, through one of
         the wrists around my head;
Heard the pulse of you, when all was still, ringing little bells last
         night under my ear.
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