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Give Me the Splendid Silent Sun

Walt Whitman

Give me the splendid silent sun with all his beams full-dazzling,

Give me autumnal fruit ripe and red from the orchard,

Give me a field where the unmow'd grass grows,

Give me an arbor, give me the trellis'd grape,

Give me fresh corn and wheat, give me serene-moving animals teaching


Give me nights perfectly quiet as on high plateaus west of the

Mississippi, and I looking up at the stars,