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John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

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Walt Whitman. (1819–1892) (continued)
    Beautiful that war and all its deeds of carnage, must in time be utterly lost;
That the hands of the sisters Death and Night incessantly softly wash again and ever again, this soiled world.
          Drum-Taps. Reconciliation.
    When lilacs last in the door-yard bloomed,
And the great star early drooped in the western sky in the night,
I mourned, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.
          Memories of President Lincoln. 1.
    Come lovely and soothing death,
Undulate round the world, serenely arriving, arriving,
In the day, in the night, to all, to each,
Sooner or later, delicate death.
          Memories of President Lincoln. 14.
    Praised be the fathomless universe
For life and joy and for objects and knowledge curious;
And for love, sweet love—But praise! O praise and praise
For the sure-enwinding arms of cool-enfolding Death.
          Memories of President Lincoln. 14.
    O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done!
The ship has weathered every wrack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting.
          Memories of President Lincoln. O Captain! my Captain!
    Liberty is to be subserved, whatever occurs.
          To a Foiled European Revolutionaire.
    Peace is always beautiful.
          The Sleepers. 7.
    What do you suppose will satisfy the soul except to walk free and own no superior?
          Laws for Creations.
    To me every hour of the light and dark is a miracle,
Every cubic inch of space is a miracle.