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MY 71
ST
YEAR.
AFTER surmounting threescore and ten,
With all their chances, changes, losses, sorrows,
My parents' deaths, the vagaries of my life, the many tearing passions of me, the war of '63
and '4,
As some old broken soldier, after a long, hot, wearying march, or as haply after battle,
At twilight, hobbling, answering yet to company roll-call, Here, with vital voice,
Reporting yet, saluting yet the Officer over all.
Walt Whitman.
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Publication Information
"My 71st Year."
Century Illustrated Monthly Magazine
39 (November 1889):
31.
Reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).
Whitman Archive ID
per.00006