Quotation by Walt Whitman

To behold the day-break!
The little light fades the immense and diaphanous shadows,
The air tastes good to my palate.

Hefts of the moving world at innocent gambols silently rising,
freshly exuding,
Scooting obliquely high and low.
Walt Whitman (1819–1892), U.S. poet. Song of Myself (Fr. XXIV, l. 550–554). . .

The Complete Poems [Walt Whitman]. Francis Murphy, ed. (1975; repr. 1986) Penguin Books.
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