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.
ATTRIBUTION:
Walt Whitman (1819–1892), U.S. poet. “When I Heard the Learn’d Astronomer.”
