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On the beach at night (2)

     From the beach, the child, holding the hand of her father,    
   Those burial-clouds that lower, victorious, soon to devour all,    
   Watching, silently weeps.    
        
   Weep not, child,    
   Weep not, my darling,   
   With these kisses let me remove your tears;    
   The ravening clouds shall not long be victorious,    
   They shall not long possess the sky—shall devour the stars only in apparition:    
   Jupiter-be patient "shall emerge again Another Night-watch-the Pleiades" shall emerge,  
  They Are All Those immortal-stars, golden and silvery Both, "shall shine out again,  
  The great stars and The Little Ones Shall shine out again-they endured;  
  The Vast immortal suns, And The long-enduring pensive moons, shall "shine again.  
 
  From the beach the child holding the hand of his father,  
  Observe the clouds, gravediggers fatal hurrying to swallow everything  
  And weeps silently.  
 
 
 
  Do not cry, my child,  
  Do not cry, my darling;  
  Let these kisses, hunt those tears.  
  These voracious clouds will not always victorious.  
  She does not own the sky very long, and do dévooreront the stars so 
 illusory.  
  Have patience, Jupiter will emerge, contemplates the sky again, the Péïades 
 will rise up.  
  They are immortal, all-star bursts of gold and silver shine 
 still  
  From largest to smallest, they will shine again - they last;  
  Vast eternal suns and moons always thoughtful shine again  . 
 

Leaves of Grass , 1855, when first published.