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 "title": "Yet, Yet, Ye Downcast Hours",
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 "poet": "Walt Whitman",
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 "language": "en",
 "book": "Leaves of Grass",
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 "sequence": 239,
 "container": "Whispers of Heavenly Death",
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 "first_published": {
  "year": 1860,
  "venue": "Leaves of Grass (Boston, 1860–61)",
  "note": "Located in this edition by matching this text's lines against the 1860–61 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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  "file": "whispers-of-heavenly-death.xhtml",
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   "https://archive.org/details/leavesgrass03whitgoog"
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  "rights": "public domain (SE dedication; underlying text pre-1931)"
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 "verification": {
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  "last_checked": "2026-08-12"
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   {
    "text": "Yet, yet, ye downcast hours, I know ye also,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Weights of lead, how ye clog and cling at my ankles,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Earth to a chamber of mourning turns⁠—I hear the o’erweening, mocking voice,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Matter is conqueror⁠—matter, triumphant only, continues onward.",
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   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "Despairing cries float ceaselessly toward me,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "The call of my nearest lover, putting forth, alarm’d, uncertain,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "The sea I am quickly to sail, come tell me,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Come tell me where I am speeding, tell me my destination.",
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   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "I understand your anguish, but I cannot help you,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "I approach, hear, behold, the sad mouth, the look out of the eyes, your mute inquiry,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Whither I go from the bed I recline on, come tell me;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Old age, alarm’d, uncertain⁠—a young woman’s voice, appealing to me for comfort;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "A young man’s voice, Shall I not escape?",
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}