“I mind how once we lay such a transparent summer morning, How you settled your head athwart my hips and gently turn'd over upon me, And parted the shirt from my bosom-bone, and plunged your tongue to my bare-stript heart, And reach'd till you felt my beard, and reach'd till you held my feet.”
Quote by Walt Whitman
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Leaves of Grass: A Textual Variorum of the Printed Poems, 1855-1856
This volume offers a detailed textual analysis of the poems from the initial edition of 'Leaves of Grass', showcasing the evolution of Whitman's work during this pivotal period in American literature. more
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