Whitman, Walt. I Heard You Solemn-Sweet Pipes of the Organ

Walt Whitman (1819–1892)

I Heard You Solemn-Sweet Pipes of the Organ 1861

I heard you solemn-sweet pipes of the organ as last Sunday

morn I pass’d the church,

Winds of autumn, as I walk’d the woods at dusk I heard your

long-stretch’d sighs up above so mournful,

I heard the perfect Italian tenor singing at the opera, I heard

the soprano in the midst of the quartet singing;

Heart of my love! you too I heard murmuring low through

one of the wrists around my head,

Heard the pulse of you when all was still ringing little bells

last night under my ear.