Friday, January 3, 2003
As Toilsome I Wander'D Virginia's Woods Comments
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As toilsome I wander'd Virginia's woods,
To the music of rustling leaves kick'd by my feet, (for 'twas autumn,)
I mark'd at the foot of a tree the grave of a soldier;
Mortally wounded he and buried on the retreat, (easily all I could understand,)
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Jane Moon
14 May 2009
After the Civil War, Whitman encounters the grave of a soldier and honors him, and long remembers this encounter in the woods.
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7/21/2025 2:12:20 PM # 1.0.0
Haunting. Whitman is absolutely haunted by the death of men in war. He shares these feelings with us so well that now we are haunted by that grave of a soldier found in an autumn stroll through the woods