THIS day, O Soul, I give you a wondrous mirror;
Long in the dark, in tarnish and cloud it lay--But the cloud has
pass'd, and the tarnish gone;
... Behold, O Soul! it is now a clean and bright mirror,
Faithfully showing you all the things of the world.
More verses by Walt Whitman
- To Rich Givers
- The Voice Of The Rain
- To Him That Was Crucified
- What Best I See In Thee
- Song Of Myself, II