Love

Once I Pass’d Through a Populous City

by Walt Whitman 1819–1892

From Leaves of Grass

Love

Once I pass’d through a populous city imprinting my brain for future
use with its shows, architecture, customs, traditions,
Yet now of all that city I remember only a woman I casually met
there who detain’d me for love of me,
Day by day and night by night we were together--all else has long
been forgotten by me,
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.

MLA

Whitman, Walt. “Once I Pass’d Through a Populous City.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/whitman/38/.

Chicago

Whitman, Walt. “Once I Pass’d Through a Populous City.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/whitman/38/.

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