Old War-Dreams

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Walt Whitman - Non-Music, USA

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In midnight sleep of many a face of anguish, Of the look at first of the mortally wounded, (of that indescribable look,) Of the dead on their backs with arms extended wide,         I dream, I dream, I dream. Of scenes of Nature, fields and mountains, Of skies so beauteous after a storm, and at night the moon so         unearthly bright, Shining sweetly, shining down, where we dig the trenches and         gather the heaps,          I dream, I dream, I dream. Long have they pass'd, faces and trenches and fields, Where through the carnage I moved with a callous composure, or away         from the fallen, Onward I sped at the time—but now of their forms at night,          I dream, I dream, I dream.

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