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Title: Drum Taps
Author: Walt Whitman
Release Date: September, 2005 [EBook #8801]
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DRUM-TAPS
By Walt Whitman
CONTENTS
INTRODUCTION
DRUM-TAPS
FIRST O SONGS FOR A PRELUDE.
EIGHTEEN SIXTY-ONE.
BEAT! BEAT! DRUMS!
FROM PAUMANOK STARTING I FLY LIKE A BIRD
SONG OF THE BANNER AT DAYBREAK.
RISE O DAYS FROM YOUR FATHOMLESS DEEPS.
VIRGINIA—THE WEST.
CITY OF SHIPS.
THE CENTENARIAN'S STORY.
CAVALRY CROSSING A FORD.
BIVOUAC ON A MOUNTAIN SIDE.
AN ARMY CORPS ON THE MARCH.
BY THE BIVOUAC'S FITFUL FLAME.
COME UP FROM THE FIELDS FATHER.
VIGIL STRANGE I KEPT ON THE FIELD ONE NIGHT.
A MARCH IN THE RANKS HARD-PREST, AND THE ROAD UNKNOWN.
A SIGHT IN CAMP IN THE DAYBREAK GRAY AND DIM.
AS TOILSOME I WANDER'D VIRGINIA'S WOODS.
NOT THE PILOT.
YEAR THAT TREMBLED AND REEL'D BENEATH ME.
THE WOUND-DRESSER.
LONG, TOO LONG AMERICA.
GIVE ME THE SPLENDID SILENT SUN.
DIRGE FOR TWO VETERANS.
OVER THE CARNAGE ROSE PROPHETIC A VOICE.
I SAW OLD GENERAL AT BAY.
THE ARTILLERYMAN'S VISION.
ETHIOPIA SALUTING THE COLOURS.
NOT YOUTH PERTAINS TO ME.
RACE OF VETERANS.
WORLD TAKE GOOD NOTICE.
O TAN-FACED PRAIRIE-BOY.
LOOK DOWN FAIR MOON.
RECONCILIATION.
HOW SOLEMN AS ONE BY ONE.
AS I LAY WITH MY HEAD IN YOUR LAP CAMERADO.
DELICATE CLUSTER.
TO A CERTAIN CIVILIAN.
LO, VICTRESS ON THE PEAKS.
SPIRIT WHOSE WORK IS DONE.
ADIEU TO A SOLDIER.
TURN O LIBERTAD.
TO THE LEAVEN'D SOIL THEY TROD.
NOTE
The Introduction is reprinted, by permission, from The Times Literary Supplement of April 1, 1915.