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Leaves of Grass (1891-92)
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AFTER THE DAZZLE OF DAY.
| After the dazzle of day is gone, |
| Only the dark, dark night shows to my eyes the stars; |
| After the clangor of organ majestic, or chorus, or perfect band, |
| Silent, athwart my soul, moves the symphony true. |
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