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See particularly the following lines (from the 1891–2 edition): "O the old manhood of me, my noblest
/ My children and grand-children, my white hair and beard, / My largeness, calmness, majesty, out of
the long stretch of my life" (145).
His blood My gore presently oozes from trickles down from a score of thinned with the plentiful sweat
salt ooze of my skin , And See how it as trickles down the black skin I slowly fall s on the reddened
Grier notes that a portion of this notebook (beginning "How spied the captain and sailors") describes
O laugh when my eyes settle the land The imagery and phrasing of these lines bears some resemblance to
similarity to the following line in the poem eventually titled "I Sing the Body Electric": "As I see my
and dwells serenely behind it.— When out of a feast I eat bread only corn and roast potatoes fo for my
dinner, through my own voluntary choice it is very well and I much content, but if some arrogant head
inspiration . . . . the beating of my heart . . . . the passing of blood and air through my lungs.
In the 1855 edition of Leaves of Grass , Whitman included the lines: "Who learns my lesson complete?
My Lesson Have you learned my lesson complete: It is well—it is but the gate to a larger lesson—and And
mother generations guided me, / My embryo has never been torpid . . . . nothing could overlay it; /
All forces have been steadily employed to complete and delight me, / Now I stand on this spot with my
White noted a relationship between these pages and the poems "Who Learns My Lesson Complete?
White noted a relationship between these pages and the poems "Who Learns My Lesson Complete?
as two—as my soul and I; and I gu reckon it is the same with all oth men and women.— I know that my
trousers around my boots, and my cuffs back from my wrists and go among the rough drivers and boatmen
I tell you just as beautiful to die; For I take my death with the dying And my birth with the new-born
lips, to the palms of my hands, and whatever my hands hold.
hands, and my head my head mocked with a prickly I am here after I remember crucifixion and bloody coronation
/ Why are there men and women that while they are nigh me the sun-light expands my blood?
/ Why when they leave me do my pennants of joy sink flat and lank?
blood—that if I walk with an arm of theirs around my neck, my soul leaps and laughs like a new-waked
—(Am I loved by them boundlessly because my love for them is more boundless?
truth, my sympathy, and my dignity.
. * shall uncage in my breast a thousand armed great winged broad‑ wide‑winged strengths and unknown
I want that untied tenor, clean and fresh as the Creation, whose vast pure volume floods my soul.
paces and powers, uncage in my heart a thousand new strengths, and unknown ardors and terrible —making
furious than hail hail and lightning. that leap lulling me drowsily with honeyed uncaging waking in my
likely relates to the following lines, from the poem that would be titled "Song of Myself": "I open my
O my body, that gives me identity! O my organs !
Underfoot, the divine soil— Overhead, the sun.— Afford foothold to my poems, you Nourish my poems, Earth
In Poem The earth, that is my model of poems model ?
The body of a man, is my model—I do not reject what I find in my body—I am not ashamed—Why should I be
My Darling (Now I am maternal— a child bearer— bea have from my womb borne a child, and observe it For
though I lie so sleepy and sluggish, my tap is death" (1855, p. 74).
man who claims or takes the power to own another man as his property, stabs me in that the heart of my
own The one scratches me a little on the cheek forehead , the other draws his murderous razor through my
t T hat black and huge lethargic mass, my sportsmen, dull and sleepy as it seems, has holds the lightning
eventually titled "Song of Myself": "Buying drafts of Osiris and Isis and Belus and Brahma and Adonai, / In my
": "My tread scares the wood-drake and wood-duck on my distant and day-long ramble, / They rise together
these lines may relate to the following line in the poem ultimately titled "Song of Myself": "I take my
To the Poor— I have my place among you Is it nothing that I have preferred to be poor, rather than to
first poem of the 1855 edition of Leaves of Grass , later called "Song of Myself": "I do not trouble my
The first several lines of the notebook (not including this line) were revised and published as "My Picture-Gallery
just granting his request, with great commiseration, when an old lady from the gallery cries out "O my
to the President at his levee, / And he says Good day my brother, to Cudge that hoes in the sugarfield
of the poem (not including this line) were revised and published in The American in October 1880 as "My
The oppression of my heart is not fitful and has no pangs; but a torpor like that of some stagnant pool
Around me are my brother men, merry and jovial.
—Ah, if the flesh could but act what my rational mind, in its moments of clear inspiration aspires to