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Home: Poetry: Walt Whitman: Once I Pass'd Through a Populous City
| ONCE I PASS'D THROUGH A POPULOUS CITY |
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a poem by Walt Whitman
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- 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.
| "Once I Pass'd Through a Populous City" is reprinted from Leaves of Grass. Walt Whitman. Brooklyn: Fowler & Wells, 1856. |
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