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Walt Whitman (1819–1892).  Leaves of Grass.  1900.

282. Spirit That Form’d This Scene


SPIRIT that form’d this scene, 
These tumbled rock-piles grim and red, 
These reckless heaven-ambitious peaks, 
These gorges, turbulent-clear streams, this naked freshness, 
These formless wild arrays, for reasons of their own,         5
I know thee, savage spirit—we have communed together, 
Mine too such wild arrays, for reasons of their own; 
Was’t charged against my chants they had forgotten art? 
To fuse within themselves its rules precise and delicatesse? 
The lyrist’s measur’d beat, the wrought-out temple’s grace—column and polish’d arch forgot?  10
But thou that revelest here—spirit that form’d this scene, 
They have remember’d thee. 


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