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Leaves of Grass (1891-92)
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THE LAST INVOCATION.
From the walls of the powerful fortress'd house, |
From the clasp of the knitted locks, from the keep of the well-
closed doors,
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Let me glide noiselessly forth; |
With the key of softness unlock the locks—with a whisper, |
Set ope the doors O soul. |
Tenderly—be not impatient, |
(Strong is your hold O mortal flesh, |
Strong is your hold O love.) |
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