Leaves of Grass. 34. Sands at Seventy. 45. A Prairie Sunset
Shot gold, maroon and violet, dazzling silver, emerald, fawn, The earth's whole amplitude and Nature's multiform power consign'd for once to colors; The light, the general air possess'd by them—colors till now unknown, No limit, confine—not the Western sky alone—the high meridian— North, South, all, Pure luminous color fighting the silent shadows to the last.
Walt Whitman’s other poems:
- Leaves of Grass. 35. Good-Bye My Fancy. 10. To the Pending Year
- Leaves of Grass. 35. Good-Bye My Fancy. 11. Shakspere-Bacon’s Cipher
- Leaves of Grass. 35. Good-Bye My Fancy. 13. Bravo, Paris Exposition!
- Leaves of Grass. 35. Good-Bye My Fancy. 24. The Commonplace
- Leaves of Grass. 35. Good-Bye My Fancy. 16. Old Chants