Hast Never Come to Thee an Hour

from Leaves of Grass Book XX - by Walt Whitman.

  Hast never come to thee an hour,
  A sudden gleam divine, precipitating, bursting all these bubbles,
      fashions, wealth?
  These eager business aims—books, politics, art, amours,
  To utter nothingness?

from Leaves of Grass: Book XX by Walt Whitman
Gliding O’er all	Thought (3)

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