Warble for Lilac-Time. by Walt Whitman
By Walt Whitman
WARBLE me now, for joy of Lilac-time, Sort me, O tongue and lips, for Nature’s sake, and sweet life’s sake—and death’s the same as life’s, Souvenirs of earliest summer—birds’ eggs, and the first berries; Gather the welcome signs, (as children, with pebbles, or stringing shells;) Put in April and May—the hylas croaking in the ponds—the elastic air, Bees, butterflies, the sparrow with its simple notes, Blue-bird, and darting swallow—nor forget the high-hole flashing his golden wings, The tranquil sunny haze, the clinging smoke, the vapor, Spiritual, airy insects, humming on gossamer wings, Shimmer of waters, with fish in them—the cerulean above; All that is jocund and sparkling—the brooks running,
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"WARBLE me now, for joy of Lilac-time,..."
"Warble for Lilac-Time." by Walt Whitman is a sad and love and deep and nature english poem consisting of 38 lines. This English poem by Walt Whitman demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "WARBLE me now, for joy of Lilac-time, Sort me, O tongue and lips, for Nature’s sake, and sweet life’...", this piece explores themes of sad and love 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.