Poems ✍️
  20.07.2025
  6

Author: Walt Whitman

Look Down, Fair Moon

LOOK down, fair moon, and bathe this scene;
Pour softly down night's nimbus floods, on faces ghastly, swollen,
purple;
On the dead, on their backs, with their arms toss'd wide,
Pour down your unstinted nimbus, sacred moon.


  Death Moonlight war mourning

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