O Hymen! O Hymenee!
by Walt Whitman.
O hymen! O hymenee! why do you tantalize me thus?
O why sting me for a swift moment only?
Why can you not continue? O why do you now cease?
Is it because if you continued beyond the swift moment you would
soon certainly kill me?
|from Children of Adam: Leaves of Grass BOOK IV.|
by Walt Whitman
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