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Title: To the Year 1889

Creator: Walt Whitman

Date: January 5, 1889

Whitman Archive ID: per.00087

Source: Critic 14 (5 January 1889): 7. Our transcription is based on a digital image of a microfilm copy of an original issue. For a description of the editorial rationale behind our treatment of the periodical poems, see our statement of editorial policy.

Contributors to digital file: Elizabeth Lorang, April Lambert, and Susan Belasco

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To the Year 18891

HAVE I no weapon-word for thee—some message brief and
Have I fought out and done indeed the battle? Is there no
shot left,
For all thy affections, lisps, scorns, manifold silliness?
Nor for myself—my own rebellious self in thee?
Down, down, proud gorge!—though choking thee;
Thy bearded throat and high-borne forehead to the gutter;
Crouch low thy neck to eleemosynary gifts.


1. Reprinted under the new title "To the Pending Year" in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891). [back]


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