Walt Whitman

Here you will find the Poem Once I Pass'd Through A Populous City of poet Walt Whitman

Once I Pass'd Through A Populous City

ONCE I pass'd through a populous city, imprinting my brain, for
 future use, with its shows, architecture, customs, and
 traditions;
 Yet now, of all that city, I remember only a woman I casually met
 there, who detain'd me for love of me;
 Day by day and night by night we were together,--All else has long
 been forgotten by me;
 I remember, I say, only that woman who passionately clung to me;
 Again we wander--we love--we separate again;
 Again she holds me by the hand--I must not go!
 I see her close beside me, with silent lips, sad and tremulous.