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Search : of captain, my captain!
Year : 1851

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"Greenport, L. I., June 25. a machine readablewith transcription"

  • Date: 27 June 1851
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

Having neither the funds nor disposition to pass my little term of ruralizing at the fashionable baths

That is, my lodging place is at Greenport; but, in truth, I "circulate" in all directions around.

found on the coasts of Long Island between spring and late fall. however, are the most delicious, to my

Can there be any thing of the old gossip in my composition?

Bathing in this pure, clear, salt water, twice every day, is one of my best pleasures.

Untitled

  • Date: 14 August 1851
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

So with wool-hat crushed in my hand behind me, for the sundown breezes felt good, there on old "Clover

I took my time, and expanded to the glory spread over heaven and earth.

It seemed as if all that the eye could bear, were unequal to the fierce voracity of my soul for intense

His feelings were not returned. with all her blandishments, never touched my heart in the least.

I write as I feel; and I feel that there are not a few who will pronounce a Yes to my own confessions

Walt Whitman to William M. Muchmore, 21 October 1851

  • Date: October 21, 1851
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

Bergen, of my bill for advertising, ($50) which was presented two weeks ago, and referred to Com. on

"Greenport, L. I. June 28th"

  • Date: 28 June 1851
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

Indeed, had there been a little hurrahing, we might (my companion and I,) have fancied ourselves some

Lighting his pipe very deliberately, he proceeded to catechise me as to my name, birth-place, and lineage—where

I was from last, where I was staying, what my occupation was, and so on.

He volunteered the information that he was a Universalist in his religious belief, and asked my opinion

now pretty far advanced, Aunt Rebby wended on her way towards the east; and the old man, with I and my

Modern English Poets

  • Date: After December 1, 1851; December 1851
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman | Anonymous
Text:

I have foreknown Clearly all things that should be; nothing done Comes sudden to my soul; and I must

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