"O WONDROUS SINGERS."

 In the swamp in secluded recesses
A shy and hidden bird is warbling a song.
Sing on! sing on, you gray-brown bird!
Sing from the swamps, the recesses, pour
Your chant from the bushes;
O liquid and free and tender!
O wild and loose to my soul!
O wondrous singer!
Walt Whitman.