shining s do the trenches and
gather the heaps,
i dream, i dream, i dream.
long have they pass'd, faces and trenches and fields,
h the carnage i moved ht,
i dream, i dream, i dream.
as i gle of blood finish'd, ainst vast odds ere gloriously age in time in still more dreadful contests, dangers,
longer campaigns and crises, labors beyond all others.)
around me i hear that eclat of the nized things, science,
the approved gros,
science, ships, politics, cities, factories, are not nothing,
like a grand procession to music of distant bugles pouring,
triumphantly moving, and grander heaving in sight,
they stand for realities—all is as it should be.
then my realities;
e, freedom to every slave on the face
of the earth,
the rapt promises and lumine of seers, the spiritual songs,
and our visions, the visions of poets, the most solid announcements of any.
as the time drah glooming a cloud,
a dread beyond of i knoo forth,
i shall traverse the states a,
perhaps soon some day or night ing my voice will
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