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 "title": "Out of the Rolling Ocean the Crowd",
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 "poet": "Walt Whitman",
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 "book": "Leaves of Grass",
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  "year": 1865,
  "venue": "Drum-Taps (New York, 1865)",
  "note": "Located in this edition by matching this text's lines against the 1865 Drum-Taps scan. 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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  "last_checked": "2026-08-12"
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   {
    "text": "Out of the rolling ocean the crowd came a drop gently to me,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Whispering I love you, before long I die,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "I have travel’d a long way merely to look on you to touch you,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "For I could not die till I once look’d on you,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "For I fear’d I might afterward lose you.",
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   }
  ],
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   {
    "text": "Now we have met, we have look’d, we are safe,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Return in peace to the ocean my love,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "I too am part of that ocean my love, we are not so much separated,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Behold the great rondure, the cohesion of all, how perfect!",
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   },
   {
    "text": "But as for me, for you, the irresistible sea is to separate us,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "As for an hour carrying us diverse, yet cannot carry us diverse forever;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Be not impatient⁠—a little space⁠—know you I salute the air, the ocean and the land,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Every day at sundown for your dear sake my love.",
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