Or from that Sea of Time. by Walt Whitman
By Walt Whitman
1 OR, from that Sea of Time, Spray, blown by the wind—a double winrow-drift of weeds and shells; (O little shells, so curious-convolute! so limpid-cold and voiceless! Yet will you not, to the tympans of temples held, Murmurs and echoes still bring up—Eternity’s music, faint and far, Wafted inland, sent from Atlantica’s rim—strains for the Soul of the Prairies, Whisper’d reverberations—chords for the ear of the West, joyously sounding Your tidings old, yet ever new and untranslatable;) Infinitessimals out of my life, and many a life, (For not my life and years alone I give—all, all I give;) These thoughts and Songs—waifs from the deep—here, cast high and dry,
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"Or from that Sea of Time." by Walt Whitman is a sad and deep and nature english poem consisting of 21 lines. This English poem by Walt Whitman demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "1 OR, from that Sea of Time,...", this piece explores themes of sad and deep and nature through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. Walt Whitman's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.