AS the time draws nigh, glooming, a cloud, <br /> A dread beyond, of I know not what, darkens me. <br /> <br /> I shall go forth, <br /> I shall traverse The States awhile--but I cannot tell whither or how <br /> long; <br /> Perhaps soon, some day or night while I am singing, my voice will <br /> suddenly cease. <br /> <br /> <br /> O book, O chants! must all then amount to but this? <br /> Must we barely arrive at this beginning of us?... And yet it is <br /> enough, O soul! <br /> O soul! we have positively appear'd--that is enough.<br /><br />Walt Whitman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/as-the-time-draws-nigh/
