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Leaves of Grass (1891-92)
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ONCE I PASS'D THROUGH A POPULOUS CITY.
ONCE I pass'd through a populous city imprinting my brain for
future use with its shows, architecture, customs, traditions,
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Yet now of all that city I remember only a woman I casually met
there who detain'd me for love of me,
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Day by day and night by night we were together—all else has
long been forgotten by me,
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I remember I say only that woman who passionately clung to me, |
Again we wander, we love, we separate again, |
Again she holds me by the hand, I must not go, |
I see her close beside me with silent lips sad and tremulous. |
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