AS the time draws nigh, glooming, a cloud,
A dread beyond, of I know not what, darkens me.
I shall go forth,
I shall traverse The States awhile—but I cannot tell whither or how long;
Perhaps soon, some day or night while I am singing, my voice will suddenly cease.
O book, O chants! must all then amount to but this?
Must we barely arrive at this beginning of us?.
And yet it is enough, O soul!
O soul! we have positively appear’d—that is enough.
| Best Poems | Short Poems
Email Poem |
Top Walt Whitman Poems
Analysis and Comments on As the Time Draws Nigh
Provide your analysis, explanation, meaning, interpretation, and comments on the poem As the Time Draws Nigh here.
Commenting has been disabled for now.