Once I Pass’d Through a Populous City
by Walt Whitman
Once I pass’d through a populous city imprinting my brain for future
use with its shows, architecture, customs, traditions,
Yet now of all that city I remember only a woman I casually met
there who detain’d me for love of me,
Day by day and night by night we were together—all else has long
been forgotten by me,
I remember I say only that woman who passionately clung to me,
Again we wander, we love, we separate again,
Again she holds me by the hand, I must not go,
I see her close beside me with silent lips sad and tremulous.
We were together. I forgot the wackemall.
One can only imagine how differently Mr Whitman might have penned his words had he not been so distraught over forgetting the Wackemall.
If you think you can manage the task then please read History Of Wackemall, Part 82: John Adams. We'll understand if it is more than you can take.