Abstract
When I heard the learn'd astronomer When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me; When I was shown the charts and the diagrams to add, divide, and measure them; When I, sitting, heard the astronomer, where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room, How soon, unaccountable, I became tired and sick; Til rising and gliding out, I wander'd off by myself, In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time, Look'd up in perfect silence at the stars. -Walt Whitman
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