By the Bivouac’s Fitful Flame

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Bart Wolffe - Pop

By the Bivouac’s Fitful Flame

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BY the bivouac's fitful flame A procession winding around me, solemn and sweet and slow;—but first I note The tents of the sleeping army, the fields' and woods' dim outline The darkness, lit spots of kindled fire—the silence; Like a phantom far or near an occasional figure moving; The shrubs and trees, (as I left my eyes they seem to be stealthily watching me;) While wind in procession thoughts, O tender and wond'rous thoughts Of life and death—of home and the past and loved, and of those that are far away; A solemn and slow procеssion there as I sit on the ground By thе bivouac's fitful flame

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  • Walt Whitman