When I, sitting, heard the astronomer, where he lectured with such applause in the lecture room, How soon, unaccountable, I became tired and sick; Till rising and gliding out, I wander'd off by myself, In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time, Look'd up in perfect silence at the stars.
Walt WhitmanAbout author
- Author's profession: Poet
- Nationality: american
- Born: May 31, 1819
- Died: March 26, 1892