The Sobbing Of The Bells - Poem by Walt Whitman
THE sobbing of the bells, the sudden death-news everywhere,
The slumberers rouse, the rapport of the People,
(Full well they know that message in the darkness,
Full well return, respond within their breasts, their brains, the sad
The passionate toll and clang--city to city, joining, sounding,
Those heart-beats of a Nation in the night.
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