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In the penultimate line, he defends them strongly: "Yet my soul-dearest leaves confirming all the rest
experts in native languages had contested his definition of "Yonnondio," but he stood firm: "I am sure of my
[S]he possessed herself of my body and soul" (Traubel 500).
milieu.For thirty-four lines thereafter the persona becomes the ambulatory wound-dresser, moving among "my
bandages, water, and sponge" (section 2), he attends each soldier "with impassive hand, (yet deep in my
Stephen A.CooperWilliams, Captain JohnWilliams, Captain John Captain John Williams, great-grandfather
/ List to the yarn, as my grandmother's father the sailor told it to me" (section 35).Bibliography Allen
Williams, Captain John
It seem to me more than all the print I have read in my life."
NarayanaChandran"Who Learns My Lesson Complete?" (1855)"Who Learns My Lesson Complete?"
(1855)First published without a title in Leaves of Grass (1855), "Who Learns My Lesson Complete?"
"'I' and 'You' in 'Who Learns My Lesson Complete?': Some Aspects of Whitman's Poetic Evolution."
"Who Learns My Lesson Complete?" (1855)
man who tenderly nursed the wounded Union soldiers and as tenderly sung the dirge of their great captain
"So here I sit gossiping in the early candle-light of old age—I and my book—casting backward glances
over our travelled road…That I have not gained the acceptance of my own time but have fallen back on
I had my choice when I commenced.
I present my tribute, drop my bit of laurel into the still warm, firm hand of the victorious singer.
These snowy hairs, my feeble arm, my frozen feet, For them thy faith, thy rule, I take and grave it to
Whitman defended himself by reversing his previous commentary and writing "My Tribute to Four Poets"
Y.) and My Life on It as Child and Young Man…Printing Office—Old Brooklyn…Lafayette…Broadway Sights…My
I have been exercised deeply about it my whole life.)
Again he was ask'd to yield, this time by a rebel captain.
The rebel captain then shot him—but at the same instant he shot the captain.
From today I enter upon my 64th year.
It still maintains: I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable; I sound my barbaric yawp over
GOOD-BYE, MY FANCY. An Annex to Leaves of Grass By Walt Whitman. 8vo, pp. 66.
And in my own day and maturity, my eyes have seen and ears heard, Lincoln, Grant and Emerson, and my
I have put my name with pen and ink with my own hand in the present volume.
I felt it all as positively then in my young days as I do now in my old ones: to formulate a poem whose
, and has been the comfort of my life since it was originally commenced.
Then the simile of my friend, John Burroughs, is entirely true.
My Captain!”; Whitman’s new poems in newspapers; and his essays on various topics.
My Captain!”
My Captain!” and unusual in his poetry in general.
My Captain!”
94–96; Worthington version of Leaves My Captain!
A line like "What think you I take my pen in hand to record?"
dear friends, my lovers.
my thoughts—I do not expose them, And yet they expose me more than all my other poems.
What is yours is mine, my father . . .
my likeness!
Only late in life could Whitman acknowledge, "As I get older, and latent traits come out, I see my father's
My Captain!”
The copy of “O Captain! My Captain!” is dated by WW as March 9, 1887, as is a Gutekunst photograph.
My February 1. From R. Brisbane. Syracuse. Captain!” LC. CT: WWWC 4: 266–67. April(?) 19.
McIlhaney, a Captain! My Captain!”
, My Captain!”
This book is dedicated to my husband, Larry, my love, my heartbeat, and my favorite dance partner. abbReviaTions
to my barestript heart, And reached till you felt my beard, and reached till you held my feet.
my colleagues.
to my barestript heart, And reached till you felt my beard, and reached till you held my feet.
to my barestript heart, And reached till you felt my beard, and reached till you held my feet.
His text is—and it is a stalwart text: "I stand in my place, with my own day, here!" II.
"I resist anything better than my own diversity," he says.
Clifford in his essay on "Cosmic Emotion:" "I open my scuttle at night and see the far-sprinkled far-
"My sun has his sun, and round him obediently wheels, He joins with his partners a group of superior
Hence from my shuddering sight to never more return that Show of blacken'd mutilated corpses!
My fit is mastering me!”
I put on my coat and hat.”
And I kept writing my own poetry.
My brothers and my sisters of this New World, we remember that, as Whitman said, “I do not trouble my
“You know,” she said, “I didn’t know anything about him at that time.We had read ‘O Captain, My Captain
I make my way, / I am stern, acrid, large, undissuadable—but I love you, / I do not hurt you more than
edition of 500," he wrote to his friend William O'Connor, adding that "I could sell that number by my
My Captain!" and "When Lilacs Last in the Door-Yard Bloom'd."
And he found particular significance in the cover: "This is my design—I conceived it."
Body, set to them my name," followed by a blank space where Whitman added his signature in each copy
his remarks to others of how it was to live with Louisa and George: "[I] have for three years, during my
as at an inn—and the whole affair in precisely the same business spirit" (Correspondence 3:47), and "My
the morning, & keeps me a good bed and room—all of which is very acceptable—(then, for a fellow of my
My boy, ten years old, said to me this morning, "Have you got a book with a poem in it called '0 Captain
My Captain!' I want to 234 WHITMAN IN HIS OWN TIME learn it to speak at school."
my Captain!"
"Most of my readers ne glect my prose."
My Captain!
In "My Boys and Girls" Whitman fondly recalls carrying on his shoulders young George, "his legs dangling
down upon my breast, while I trotted for sport down a lane or over the fields" (248).
Fredericksburg, Second Bull Run, the Wilderness, and Petersburg was reflected in the stripes (sergeant, captain
knowledge that pass all the argument of the earth And I know that the hand of God is the promise of my
own And I know that the Spirit of God is the brother of my own And that all the men ever born are also
my brothers, and the women my sisters and lovers And that a kelson of the creation is love." . . . .
I took my M.A. in 1947 and my Ph.D. in 1949, the year after Lucy took hers.
I want to conclude by describing my encounter with someone my wife and I met when we visited Whitman's
body to meet my lover the sea, I will not touch my flesh to the earth as to other flesh to renew me.
I am grateful to my colleague Jerome Loving for calling my attention to this essay by Allen, an early
I thank my friend and former colleague Kenneth Price, who directed this dissertation, for calling my
My Captain!”).
to my barestript heart, And reached till you felt my beard, and reached till you held my feet.
I am running on my nerve, I am running on my spinal cord!
my life.
My Captain!
My husband, John, has been as supportive in this as in all my ventures.
It includes the metered (atypical for Whit man) "0 Captain! My Captain!"
My Captain!" appears in the Sat urdayPress. 16 NOVEMBER.
After the lecture he is presented with a bouquet of lilacs and then reads "0 Captain! My Captain!"
My Captain," 70, Mask," 109 71, 54 "Out of May's Shows Se "O d e.- By Walter Whit lected,"161 "Out of
Andrew appears in an early Whitman prose work, "My Boys and Girls," published in The Rover (20 April
My Captain!” and then a review of Drum-Taps.
“O Captain! My Captain!”
In 1889, he told Traubel, “It’s My Captain again: always My Cap- tain: the school readers have got along
I will not strip the clothes from my body to meet my lover the sea, I will not touch my flesh to the
29, 75–76, 109–10, 159–61, 195; and My Captain!”
She is an unnamed fourteen-year-old in his story "My Boys and Girls" (1844) and is presented as the sweet
Hannah Whitman appears in Whitman's story "My Boys and Girls" (1844) as a fair and delicate youth.
Clear and sweet is my soul, and clear and sweet is all that is not my soul.
to my barestript heart, And reached till you felt my beard, and reached till you held my feet.
Captain and all the My Captains in my book!
“I felt my life with both my hands” (Fr 357). 25.
, My Captain,” 18, Wittgenstein, Ludwig, 57, 95 233n29; “Crossing Brooklyn Ferry,” Wolosky, Shira, 30
appears early, in section 2, as an image of oppression ("O harsh surrounding cloud that will not free my
Lilacs," all disparate elements have been reconciled: "Lilac and star and bird twined with the chant of my
My Soul and I: The Inner Life of Walt Whitman. Boston: Beacon, 1985.Chari, V.K.
," Whitman writes in "Song of Myself"; "Your facts are useful, and yet they are not my dwelling, / I
but enter by them to an area of my dwelling" (section 23).BibliographyLindfors, Bernth.
regulations, to the beach, where the speaker bathes in the sea and watches the sun rise and thinks how "my
dear friend my lover was on his way coming."
Robert K.Martin"What Think You I Take My Pen in Hand?"
(1860)"What Think You I Take My Pen in Hand?"
"What Think You I Take My Pen in Hand?" (1860)
flow of a stream gone brown with clay and sediment, he could say to himself, "I have found the law of my
The poet's quaternary on the death of Lincoln includes Whitman's most popular poem, "O Captain!
My Captain!," and one of his most critically acclaimed, "When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom'd."
last yawp, which (the review) you were frank enough to print in your last issue, emboldens me to speak my
Last Winter I got on skates, my first appearance before an icy audience for fifteen years.
U. is the poet of my concern, her suggestion to that effect was a strong point in favor of Mr.
s fondness for poetry doesn't at all interfere with the clearness of my café noir, the lightness of my
with my lordly prerogative.
I cannot tell how my ankles bend, nor whence the causes of my faintest wish, Nor the cause of the friendship
That I walk up my stoop, I pause to consider if it really be.
A morning glory at my window satisfies me more than the meta- physics metaphysics of books."
I blow through my embouchures my loudest and gayest music to them. Vivas to those who have failed.
In the faces of men and women I see God, and in my own face in the glass.
friend, my lover, was coming, then o I was happy; each breath tasted sweeter—and all that day my food
The poet’s fluid movement between the singular “my friend, my lover” and the more indefinite “a friend
“I know my words are weapons, full of danger, full of death,” the poet declares in “as I lay with my
“Touch me, touch the palm of your hand to my body as I pass, / Be not afraid of my body,” says the naked
legs and his tongue was in my bellybutton. and then when he was tickling my fundament just behind the
First, I am grateful to my colleagues at Valparaiso University, who encouraged me throughout my work,
lack of the poet’s gift so acutely as when I turn to write of my family.
We closed with him . . . . the yards entangled . . . . the cannon touched, My captain lashed fast with
(For 1863 and ’64, see my Memoranda fol- lowing)” (quoted in Myerson, 191).
regularly performed there, bya substitute, during my illness.
though momentary view of them, and then of their course on and on southeast, till gradually fading—(my
Moreover, just as his one successful lyrical poem, "My Captain," is enough to disprove all his theories
language: "As I have looked over the proof-sheets of the preceding pages, I have once or twice feared that my
here—said: "Only that while I can't answer them at all, I feel more settled than ever to adhere to my
past—that I have always invoked that future, and surrounded myself with it, before or while singing my
my Captain! our fearful trip is done.
Leave you not the little spot Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. O Captain!
my Captain! rise up and hear the bells! Rise up!
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still: My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse
But I, with silent trade, Walk the spot my Captain lies, In this and in "President Lincoln's Funeral
single line or verse picked out here and there from the midst of his descriptions:— "Evening—me in my
room—the setting sun, The setting summer sun shining in my open windows window , showing the swarm of
take one breath from my tremulous lips; Take one tear, dropped aside as I go, for thought of you, Dead
I meant that you should discover me so, by my faint indirections; And I, when I meet you, mean to discover
has yet to be known; May-be seeming to me what they are (as doubtless they indeed but seem) as from my
describes himself well enough in the lines, I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable — , I sound my
He says (p. 31): Clear and sweet is my soul, and clear and sweet is all that is not my soul.
His tribute to Abraham Lincoln (p. 262), beginning "O Captain! my Captain!"