Walt Whitman

(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892 / New York / United States)

As toilsome I wander'd Virginia's woods


As toilsome I wander'd Virginia's woods,
To the music of rustling leaves kick'd by my feet, (for 'twas autumn,)
I mark'd at the foot of a tree the grave of a soldier;
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  • Jane Moon (5/14/2009 12:31:00 PM)

    After the Civil War, Whitman encounters the grave of a soldier and honors him, and long remembers this encounter in the woods. (Report) Reply

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