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 |