Walt Whitman (31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892 / New York / United States)
O Hymen! O Hymenee!
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?
Walt Whitman's Other Poems
- A Boston Ballad, 1854
- A child said, What is the grass?
- A Child's Amaze
- A Clear Midnight
- A Farm-Picture
- A Glimpse
- A Hand-Mirror
- A Leaf For Hand In Hand
- A March In The Ranks, Hard-prest
- A Noiseless Patient Spider
- A Paumanok Picture
- A Proadway Pageant
- A Promise To California
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