Quote from: Love Topic

When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has glean’d my teeming brain, Before high piled books, in charact’ry, Hold like rich garners the full-ripen’d grain; When I behold, upon the night’s starr’d face, Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, And think that I may never live to trace Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance; And when I feel, fair creature of an hour! That I shall never look upon thee more, Never have relish in the faery power Of unreflecting love!—then on the shore Of the wide world I stand alone, and think Till Love and Fame to nothingness do sink.


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Author Bio


  • NameWalt Whitman
  • DescriptionAmerican poet, essayist and journalist
  • AliasesWalter "Walt" Whitman; Walter Whitman
  • BornMay 31, 1819
  • DiedMarch 26, 1892
  • CountryUnited States Of America
  • ProfessionNurse; Poet; Novelist; Journalist; Essayist; Writer