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When I Heard the Learn'd Astronomer



When I heard the learn'd astronomer,

When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me,

When I sitting heard the astronomer where he lectured with much

      applause in the lecture-room,

How soon unaccountable I became tired and sick,

Till rising and gliding out I wander'd off by myself,

In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time,

Look'd up in perfect silence at the stars.


                                                        Walt Whitman


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