Reconciliation
By Walt Whitman
Topics: classic
Word over all, beautiful as the sky! Beautiful that war, and all its deeds of carnage, must in time be utterly lost; That the hands of the sisters Death and Night, incessantly softly wash again, and ever again, this soil'd world: For my enemy is dead a man divine as myself is dead; I look where he lies, white-faced and still, in the coffin I draw near; I bend down, and touch lightly with my lips the white face in the coffin.
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