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 "title": "Miracles",
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 "poet": "Walt Whitman",
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 "language": "en",
 "book": "Leaves of Grass",
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 "sequence": 211,
 "container": "Autumn Rivulets",
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  "year": 1856,
  "venue": "Leaves of Grass (Brooklyn, 1856)",
  "note": "Located in this edition by matching this text's lines against the Whitman Archive transcription of the 1856 Fowler & Wells edition (ppp.00237). The corpus text follows the 1891–92 arrangement, by which the poem had been revised. First located printing is this volume; an earlier periodical printing has not been established.",
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  "rights": "public domain (SE dedication; underlying text pre-1931)"
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   {
    "text": "Why, who makes much of a miracle?",
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   {
    "text": "As to me I know of nothing else but miracles,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Or wade with naked feet along the beach just in the edge of the water,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Or stand under trees in the woods,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Or talk by day with any one I love, or sleep in the bed at night with any one I love,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Or sit at table at dinner with the rest,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Or look at strangers opposite me riding in the car,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Or watch honey-bees busy around the hive of a summer forenoon,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Or animals feeding in the fields,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Or birds, or the wonderfulness of insects in the air,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Or the wonderfulness of the sundown, or of stars shining so quiet and bright,",
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   {
    "text": "Or the exquisite delicate thin curve of the new moon in spring;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "These with the rest, one and all, are to me miracles,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "The whole referring, yet each distinct and in its place.",
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   {
    "text": "To me every hour of the light and dark is a miracle,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Every cubic inch of space is a miracle,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Every square yard of the surface of the earth is spread with the same,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Every foot of the interior swarms with the same.",
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  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "To me the sea is a continual miracle,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "The fishes that swim⁠—the rocks⁠—the motion of the waves⁠—the ships with men in them,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "What stranger miracles are there?",
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