I swear they are averaged now—one is no better than the other, The night and sleep have liken’d them and restored them. I swear they are all beautiful, Every one that sleeps is beautiful, every thing in the dim light is beautiful, The wildest and bloodiest is over, and all is peace.
- Edition
- Leaves of Grass (Philadelphia, 1882)
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Public domain: Whitman died in 1892; this edition was published in 1882.
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