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By 1855 when Whitman wrote "I lean and loafe at my ease . . . . observing a spear of summer grass," he
"Revenge and Requital," the narrator concludes of the redeemed main character Philip that "Some of my
where the narrator reflects on his own death: "There is many a time when I could lay down, and pass my
In one scene where Whitman describes the death of a child, in the autobiographical "My Boys and Girls
fiercely, and rack my soul with great pain."
A Fact," a reader denoted solely as "R" explained in the letter: "My feelings were very much excited
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
in London in 1882, albeit in a significantly edited form under the title of "The Tomb Flowers," in My
his second letter to Hale, Whitman emphasized the success of his earlier fiction pieces, writing, "My
Boanes' nephew, admitting that "the name of the person is burnt in welcome characters of fire upon my
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
Much like the bachelor narrator of " My Boys and Girls ," closely identified with Whitman himself, the
Also, like "My Boys and Girls," this story too turns to the fleeting nature of youth and childhood and
Requital," a sentence that seemed to make an explicit statement against capital punishment: "Some of my
Poemet [That shadow, my likeness]," New-York Saturday Press 4 February 1860, 2.
"Calamus No. 40," Leaves of Grass (1860); "That Shadow My Likeness," Leaves of Grass (1867); slight changes
O Captain! My Captain!" New-York Saturday Press, 4 November 1865, 218.
.; An earlier version of this poem entitled "My Departure" appeared in the Long Island Democrat, 23 October
Grass (1871-72).; This poem later appeared as "Calamus No. 40," Leaves of Grass (1860); as "That Shadow My
November 1878 and as "To the Man-of-War-Bird" in Leaves of Grass (1881–82).; Reprinted in Good-Bye My
Revised and reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).; This poem was reprinted in the Critic, 16 (24 May
"; Reprinted in Good-bye My Fancy (1891).
.; 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).
.; Reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).; Published with the subtitle "For unknown buried soldiers,
Revised and reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).
.; Reprinted under the new title "To the Pending Year" in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).; Reprinted in Good-Bye
My Fancy (1891).
.; Reprinted as "Interpolation Sounds" in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).
.; This poem later appeared as "Calamus No. 40," Leaves of Grass (1860); as "That Shadow My Likeness,
"Come, Said My Soul" was reprinted in the New York Daily Tribune, 19 February 1876, and on the title
[Out from Behind This Mask]Reprinted as "Out from Behind This Mask: To confront My Portrait, illustrating
[Come, said my Soul]According to the Comprehensive Reader's Edition of Leaves of Grass, this poem appeared
Two Rivulets" section of Two Rivulets (1876).; Reprinted as "Out from Behind This Mask: To confront My
.; An earlier version of this poem entitled "My Departure" appeared in the Long Island Democrat, 23 October
.; Reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891) under the title "Shakspere-Bacon's Cipher."
.; Reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).
It was included without the note in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).
.; Reprinted in Good-bye My Fancy (1891).
.; 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 in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).
.; Reprinted in Good-bye My Fancy (1891). Transcription not currently available.
.; Reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).
Columbian Lady's and Gentleman's Magazine New York, NY March 1844 [138]–139 per.00333 Walter Whitman My
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
You traitor to my dead father—robber of his children!—scoundrel!—wretch! Whitman cut "—scoundrel!
"Why are you crying, my little son?" said he.
"My brother is sick," answered the child. "I have no father. He is dead."
"What is your name, my poor boy?" he asked. "Adam Covert," said the child.
Some of my readers may, perhaps, think that he ought to have been hung at the time of his crime.
I threw my valise upon a bench, and my over-coat upon it.
My employer, Mr.
my duties during the day.
knowledge and my memory.
My country relations were not forgotten by me in my good fortune.
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).; Transcribed from a digital image of a micfrofilm copy of an original
Reprinted in Good-bye My Fancy (1891).; Our transcription is based on a digital image of a microfilm
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).; Our transcription is based on a digital image of a microfilm
As I ponder'd in silence, Returning upon my poems, considering, lingering long, A Phantom arose before
Bear forth to them folded my love, (dear mariners, for you I fold it here in every leaf;) Speed on my
And so will some one when I am dead and gone write my life?
my real life, Only a few hints, a few diffused faint clews and indirections I seek for my own use to
BEGINNING MY STUDIES.
What do my shouts amid lightnings and raging winds mean?)
To rise thither with my inebriate soul! To be lost if it must be so!
songs in Sex, Offspring of my loins.
was still ringing little bells last night under my ear.
voice, approach, Touch me, touch the palm of your hand to my body as I pass, Be not afraid of my body
SCENTED HERBAGE OF MY BREAST.
O blossoms of my blood!
EARTH, MY LIKENESS.
WHAT THINK YOU I TAKE MY PEN IN HAND? WHAT think you I take my pen in hand to record?
THAT SHADOW MY LIKENESS.
COME my tan-faced children, Follow well in order, get your weapons ready, Have you your pistols?
O my breast aches with tender love for all!
Whoever you are, now I place my hand upon you, that you be my poem, I whisper with my lips close to your
I call to the world to distrust the accounts of my friends, but listen to my enemies, as I myself do,
name, the Past, And in the name of these States and in your and my name, the Present time.
do I not see my love fluttering out among the breakers?
Loud I call to you, my love!
who I am, my love.
Hither my love! Here I am! here!
But my mate no more, no more with me! We two together no more.
LOVER divine and perfect Comrade, Waiting content, invisible yet, but certain, Be thou my God.
O Death, (for Life has served its turn,) Opener and usher to the heavenly mansion, Be thou my God.
All great ideas, the races' aspirations, All heroisms, deeds of rapt enthusiasts, Be ye my Gods.
arm and half enclose with my hand, That containing the start of each and all, the virtue, the germs
SKIRTING the river road, (my forenoon walk, my rest,) Skyward in air a sudden muffled sound, the dalliance
with bends and chutes, And my Illinois fields, and my Kansas fields, and my fields of Missouri, The
My limbs, my veins dilate, my theme is clear at last, Banner so broad advancing out of the night, I sing
VIGIL strange I kept on the field one night; When you my son and my comrade dropt at my side that day
WHILE my wife at my side lies slumbering, and the wars are over long, And my head on the pillow rests
Ah my silvery beauty—ah my woolly white and crimson! Ah to sing the song of you, my matron mighty!
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
But I with mournful tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead.
body to meet my lover the sea, I will not touch my flesh to the earth as to other flesh to renew me.
COURAGE yet, my brother or my sister!
Me ruthless and devilish as any, that my wrists are not chain'd with iron, or my ankles with iron?
WHO LEARNS MY LESSON COMPLETE? WHO learns my lesson complete?
MY PICTURE-GALLERY.
dear brothers' and sisters' sake, for the soul's sake, Wending my way through the homes of men, rich
words, mine only, Young and strong I pass knowing well I am destin'd myself to an early death; But my
charity has no death—my wisdom dies not, neither early nor late, And my sweet love bequeath'd here and
side, warlike, equal with any, real as any, Nor time nor change shall ever change me or my words. 4
Softly I lay my right hand upon you, you just feel it, I do not argue, I bend my head close and half
my special word to thee. Hear me illustrious!
lengthen- ing lengthening shadows, Prepare my starry nights.
my city! ALL IS TRUTH.
WEAVE IN, MY HARDY LIFE.
Then my realities; What else is so real as mine?
Open mouth of my soul uttering gladness, Eyes of my soul seeing perfection, Natural life of me faithfully
MY LEGACY.
, And you trees down in your roots to bequeath to all future trees, My dead absorb or South or North—my
I remember I said before my leaves sprang at all, I would raise my voice jocund and strong with reference
I have offer'd my style to every one, I have journey'd with confi- dent confident step; While my pleasure
Would you the undulation of one wave, its trick to me transfer, Or breathe one breath of yours upon my
past war, the battles, hospital sights, the wounded and the dead, Myself through every by-gone phase—my
idle youth—old age at hand, My three-score years of life summ'd up, and more, and past, By any grand
As I ponder'd in silence, Returning upon my poems, considering, lingering long, A Phantom arose before
then I answer'd, I too haughty Shade also sing war, and a longer and greater one than any, Waged in my