An Ended Day
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The soothing sanity and blitheness of completion,
The pomp and hurried contest-glare and rush are done;
Now triumph! transformation! jubilate!
|from Leaves of Grass: BOOKXXXV: GOOD-BYE MY FANCY|
by Walt Whitman
|The Pallid Wreath||Old Age’s Ship & Crafty Death’s|