05/07/09 When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom'd
My lilacs in our front yard made me think of this poem by Walt Whitman.
Here are the first three lines:
When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom'd,
And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the night,
I mourn'd, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.
My lilacs in our front yard made me think of this poem by Walt Whitman.
Here are the first three lines:
When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom'd,
And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the night,
I mourn'd, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.
05/07/09 When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom'd
My lilacs in our front yard made me think of this poem by Walt Whitman.
Here are the first three lines:
When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom'd,
And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the night,
I mourn'd, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.
My lilacs in our front yard made me think of this poem by Walt Whitman.
Here are the first three lines:
When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom'd,
And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the night,
I mourn'd, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.
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