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What I experience or portray shall go from my composition without a shred of my composition.
I lie in the night air in my red shirt… the pervading hush is for my sake.
We close with him: the yards entangled… the masts 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
Serene stood the little captain: He was not hurried…his voice was neither high or low— His eyes gave
Earth of the limpid gray of clouds brighter and clearer for my sake! Far-swooping elbowed earth!
darkness , Our vessel riddled and slowly sinking…preparations to pass to the one we had conquered, The captain
bit of pathos—indubitably human—in my eye, confess now am I not a man and a brother?"
place, with my own day, here."
my dwell- dwelling .)"
'O the life of my senses and flesh, transcending my senses and flesh.'
my South! O quick mettle, rich blood, impulse and love! good and evil! O all dear to me!"
my South!O quick mettle, rich blood, impulse and love! good and evil! O all dear to me!"
philosopher's life in the quiet woodland ways, Where if I cannot be gay let a passionless peace be my
And my heart is a handful of dust, And the wheels go over my head, And my bones are shaken with pain,
What I experience or portray shall go from my composition without a shred of my composition.
You shall stand by my side, and look in the mirror with me."
I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven.
I loafe, and invite my soul; I lean and loafe at my ease— Observing a spear of Summer grass."
I know that the hand of God is the elderhand of my own, And I know that the spirit of God is the eldest
brother of my own, And that all the men ever born are also my brothers…and the women my sisters and
I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven.
is as big to me as any, Logic and sermons never convince, The damp of the night drives deeper into my
"What I experience or portray shall go from my composition without a shred of my composition.
You shall stand by my side and look in the mirror with me."
"I am the teacher of Athletes; He that by me spreads a wider breast than my own, proves the width of
my own; He most honors my style who learns under it to destroy the teacher; The boy I love, the same
; Or rude in my home in Dakotah's woods, my diet meat, my drink from the spring; Or withdrawn to muse
He even dates from the United States era; in 1856, he writes: In the Year 80 of the States, My tongue
place, with my own day, here.
List close, my scholars dear!
I approached him, gave my name and reason for searching him out, and asked him if he did not find the
Who would suspect that this comic strain proceeded from the author of "My Study Window," and "Among my
I'm dull at prayers: I could not keep awake Counting my beads.
I love my fellow-men: the worst I know I would do good to.
Now, when storms of fate o'ercast Darkly my Present and my Past, Let my Future radiant shine With sweet
The "In Memoriam" explains itself,—the "Watchman of Ephriam," as Osee says, "was with my God."
camping with lumber-men, Along the ruts of the turnpike . . . along the dry gulch and rivulet bed, Hoeing my
gold-digging . . . girdling the trees of a new purchase, Scorched ankle-deep by the hot sand . . . hauling my
I sound triumphal drums for the dead—I fling thro' my embouchures the loudest and gayest music for them