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Word over all, beautiful as the sky,
Beautiful that war and all its deeds of carnage must in time be utterly lost,
That the hands of the sisters Death and Night incessantly softly wash again, and ever again, this soil'd world;
...For my enemy is dead, a man divine as myself is dead,
I look where he lies white-faced and still in the coffin--I draw near,
Bend down and touch lightly with my lips the white face in the coffin.


--Reconciliation, Walt Whitman (1900)

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I take it that's from an edition of Leaves of Grass published in 1900, since Whitman himself died in 1892.
Got it in one. *g*

I think the first edition is 1855. And may or may not have the ellipsis.
Was that particular poem in the original edition? He kept adding to it over the years.
There's a fairly good Vaughn Williams vocal piece which uses those lyrics, in case you're not familiar with it.
Thanks!