Walt Whitman Quotes
Suddenly, out of its stale and drowsy air, the air of slaves,Like lightning Europe le'pt forth,Sombre, superb and terrible.
Suddenly, out of its stale and drowsy air, the air of slaves,
Like lightning Europe le'pt forth,
Sombre, superb and terrible. (Walt Whitman)
Like lightning Europe le'pt forth,
Sombre, superb and terrible. (Walt Whitman)
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