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Home  »  Prose Works  »  139. A Meadow Lark

Walt Whitman (1819–1892). Prose Works. 1892.

I. Specimen Days

139. A Meadow Lark

March 16.—FINE, clear, dazzling morning, the sun an hour high, the air just tart enough. What a stamp in advance my whole day receives from the song of that meadow lark perch’d on a fence-stake twenty rods distant! Two or three liquid-simple notes, repeated at intervals, full of careless happiness and hope. With its peculiar shimmering-slow progress and rapid-noiseless action of the wings, it flies on a ways, lights on another stake, and so on to another, shimmering and singing many minutes.