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to the oppressive factory conditions created by the capitalist factory owners that he called "The Captains
to the oppressive factory conditions created by the capitalist factory owners that he called "The Captains
WHEN LILACS LAST IN THE DOORYARD BLOOM'D . . . 255 O CAPTAIN, MY CAPTAIN . . . . . . . . 262 HUSH'D BE
O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN! O CAPTAIN! my Captain!
O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. O Captain!
my Captain!
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still, My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse
my Captain!
O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN! CAPTAIN ! my Captain!
O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. O Captain!
my Captain!
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still, My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse
WHEN LILACS LAST IN THE DOORYARD BLOOM'D . . . 255 O CAPTAIN, MY CAPTAIN . . . . . . . . 262 HUSH'D BE
O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN! O CAPTAIN! my Captain!
my Captain!
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still, My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse
or "To the Leaven'd Soil they Trod," Or "Captain! My Captain!"
Now I laugh content, for I hear the voice of my little captain,(says my grandmother's father;) We have
my Captain!
O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN! 1 O CAPTAIN! my captain!
Leave you not the little spot, Where on the deck my captain lies.
Fallen cold and dead. 2 O captain! my captain!
people and The States face to face, to confront them with an American rude tongue; but the work of my
A few years, and the average annual call for my Poems is ten or twenty thousand copies—more, quite likely
It is all as well done, in my opinion, as could be practicable. Each element here is in condition.
out the lines, build cities, work mines, break up farms; it is yours to have been the original true Captain
John Titus, The John Titus mentioned here is probably the same John Titus who served as a captain in
.; The John Titus mentioned here is probably the same John Titus who served as a captain in the militia
In 1644 Captain John Underhill led forces against a group of American Indians, killing about 120.
.”; In 1644 Captain John Underhill led forces against a group of American Indians, killing about 120.
my best as for a purpose, Unbuttoning my clothes and holding me by the bare waist, Deluding my confusion
My Soul!
We closed with him . . . . the yards entangled . . . . the cannon touched, My captain lashed fast with
I laughed content when I heard the voice of my little captain, We have not struck, he composedly cried
Come my children, Come my boys and girls, and my women and household and intimates, Now the performer
President Lincoln's Funeral Hymn O Captain! My Captain! (for the Death of Lincoln) Pioneers!
O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN! (F OR THE EATH OF INCOLN CAPTAIN ! 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
.; ∗ The reader will share my wish that Whitman had written sanctus spiritus, which is right, instead
The recherché or ethereal sense of the term, as used in my book, arises probably from the actual Calamus
my respects.
my respects.
My Soul!
We closed with him . . . . the yards entangled . . . . the cannon touched, My captain lashed fast with
I laughed content when I heard the voice of my little captain, We have not struck, he composedly cried
.; Reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).; "Old Age Echoes" was the title given to a collection of four
poems first published in Lippincott's Magazine: Sounds of the WinterReprinted in Good-bye My Fancy (
The Unexpress'dReprinted in Good-bye My Fancy (1891).
Sail Out for Good, Eidólon YachtReprinted in Good-bye My Fancy (1891).
After the ArgumentReprinted in Good-bye My Fancy (1891).; Reprinted in Good-bye My Fancy (1891).
the stories he had written approximately fifty years earlier, when, according to the poet, "I tried my
Wisdom" as Captain William A.
upon them without any of the bitterness and mortification which they might be supposed to arouse in my
The formal narration of them, to be sure, is far from agreeable to me—but in my own self-communion upon
Michael Winship has written in response to an email inquiry that: My working hypothesis is that there
.; Reprinted in Good-bye My Fancy (1891). Transcription not currently available.
Whitman Archive has not yet verified publication information for this poem.; Reprinted in Good-bye My
.; Reprinted under the new title "To the Pending Year" in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).; Reprinted in Good-Bye
My Fancy (1891).
.; Reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).; Published with the subtitle "For unknown buried soldiers,
Revised and reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).
body to meet my lover the sea, I will not touch my flesh to the earth, as to other flesh, to renew me
and which are my miracles?
friends, but listen to my enemies—as I my- self myself do; I charge you, too, forever, reject those
WHO learns my lesson complete?
Me, ruthless and devilish as any, that my wrists are not chained with iron, or my ankles with iron?
Began my visits (Dec. 21, 1862,) among the camp hospitals in Army of the Potomac, under Gen.
, but space forbids my transcribing them.
He said: "It is my chief reliance." He talked of death, and said he did not fear it.
my life and occupation more than I can tell.
Independent Missionary, in my own style, and not as agent of any commission.
Reprinted as "Interpolation Sounds" in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).
When reprinted in "Good-Bye My Fancy," the poem included the note, "General Sheridan was buried at the
About "My Boys and Girls" Whitman's " My Boys and Girls " is a brief sketch that first appeared in The
Because issues of The Rover do not include a publication date, there is some disagreement about when "My
See Whitman's " My Boys and Girls ."
For further discussion of the plot of "My Boys and Girls," see Patrick McGuire, " My Boys and Girls (
"My Boys and Girls" Walter Whitman My Boys and Girls The Rover March or April 1844 3 75 per.00333 Written
Because issues of The Rover do not include a publication date, there is some disagreement about when "My
suggests March or April 1844—between March 27 and April 20, 1844—as the likely date of publication of "My
Boys and Girls" in The Rover.; See Whitman's "My Boys and Girls
"; For further discussion of the plot of "My Boys and Girls," see Patrick McGuire, "My Boys and Girls
my soul!
We closed with him, the yards entangled, the can- non cannon touched, My captain lashed fast with his
I laughed content when I heard the voice of my little captain, We have not struck, he composedly cried
O my body!
my brother or my sister! Keep on!
GOOD-BYE MY FANCY.
My health is somewhat better, and my spirit at peace.
Indeed all my ferry friends—captain Frazee the superintendent, Lindell, Hiskey, Fred Rauch, Price, Watson
my ear.
Gilchrist—friends of my soul—stanchest friends of my other soul, my poems. ONLY A NEW FERRY BOAT.
Reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).; Our transcription is based on a digital image of an original
Reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).; Our transcription is based on a digital image of an original
Reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).; Transcribed from a digital image of a micfrofilm copy of an original
.; Reprinted in Good-bye My Fancy (1891).
.; Reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).
My 71st Year
Reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).; Our transcription is based on a digital image of a microfilm
Reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).; Our transcription is based on a digital image of a microfilm
Reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).; Our transcription is based on a digital image of a microfilm
Reprinted in Good-bye My Fancy (1891).; Our transcription is based on a digital image of a microfilm
Reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891) under the title "Shakspere-Bacon's Cipher.
Compare to, "I loafe and invite my soul,/ I lean and loafe at my ease . . . . observing a spear of summer
eagerly scanned to discover the object of my labours.
, and brighter, and more precious than earthly jewels; but in vain, for it eluded my sight.
which had been showered upon my mind. * * * * * * * The agitation of my thoughts, however, broke my slumbers
I slowly wended my way homeward, my soul improved in knowledge, and determined to treasure during life
.; Compare to, "I loafe and invite my soul,/ I lean and loafe at my ease . . . . observing a spear of
.; Reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891) under the title "Shakspere-Bacon's Cipher."
Reprinted under the new title "To the Pending Year" in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).; Our transcription is
Revised and reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).; Our transcription is based on a digital image of
.; Reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).
poems published as the cluster "Old Age Echoes" in Lippincott's Magazine were reprinted in Good-bye My
.; Reprinted in Good-bye My Fancy (1891). Transcription not currently available.
It was included without the note in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).
It was included without the note in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).; Our transcription is based on a digital
This poem later appeared as "Calamus No. 40," Leaves of Grass (1860); as "That Shadow My Likeness," Leaves
Most of my friends were English.
It was the method my mother had followed, when I was four or five, to facilitate my reading Spanish,
since my mother tongue, that of my parents' home, was French, until I was older than fifteen.
Haunts my heart."
"I, my soul, and my body go together, a singular threesome."
.; An earlier version of this poem entitled "My Departure" appeared in the Long Island Democrat, 23 October
.; An earlier version of this poem entitled "My Departure" appeared in the Long Island Democrat, 23 October
We closed with him—the yards entangled—the can- non cannon touch'd; My captain lash'd fast with his own
Now I laugh content, for I hear the voice of my little captain, We have not struck, he composedly cries
Only three guns are in use; One is directed by the captain himself against the ene- my's enemy's main-mast
MY LIKENESS! EARTH! my likeness!
heart, O my soldiers, my veterans, My heart gives you love.
my Soul!
We closed with him—the yards entangled—the cannon touched, My captain lashed fast with his own hands.
I laughed content when I heard the voice of my little captain, We have not struck, he composedly cried
O the real life of my senses and flesh, transcending my senses and flesh; O my body, done with materials—my
my brother or my sister! Keep on!
first edition of Leaves of Grass thirteen years later, where he famously writes, "I loaf and invite my
soul, / I lean and loafe at my ease . . . . observing a spear of summer grass," and later asking his
first edition of Leaves of Grass thirteen years later, where he famously writes, "I loaf and invite my
soul, / I lean and loafe at my ease . . . . observing a spear of summer grass," and later asking his
My Boys and Girls MY BOYS AND GIRLS.
Yet such is the case, as I aver upon my word.
Several times has the immortal Washington sat on my shoulders, his legs dangling down upon my breast,
Right well do I love many more of my children. H. is my "summer child."
But shall I forget to mention one other of my children?
Because issues of The Rover do not include a publication date, there is some disagreement about when "My
suggests March or April 1844—between March 27 and April 20, 1844—as the likely date of publication of "My
For more information on the autobiographical aspects of the story and its publication, see "About 'My
My Canary Bird
mentions in a letter to Richard Maurice Bucke on February 16, 1888: "it is chilly here as I finish this—my