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/ My children and grand-children, my white hair and beard, / My largeness, calmness, majesty, out of
the long stretch of my life" (145).
received pay.— from the lips and fingers hands of the vict captors victors.— How fared The young captain
the greatness and beau large hearts of heroes, All the courage of olden time and How spied the the captain
Grier notes that a portion of this notebook (beginning "How spied the captain and sailors") describes
Grier notes that a portion of this notebook (beginning "How spied the captain and sailors") describes
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
Only three guns were in use, One was directed by the captain himself against the enemy's mainmast, Two
Serene stood the little captain, He was not hurried . . . . his voice was neither high nor low, His eyes
Then the mechanics take him for a mechanic, And the soldiers suppose him to be a captain . . . . and
for I am you seem to me all one lurid Curse oath curse; I look down off the river with my bloodshot eyes
, after 10 I see the steamboat that carries away my woman.— Damn him!
how he does defile me This day, or some other, I will have him and the like of him to curse the do my
I will stop the drag them out—the sweet marches of heaven shall be stopped my maledictions.— Whitman
how he does defile me, / How he informs against my brother and sister and takes pay for their blood,
/ How he laughs when I look down the bend after the steamboat that carries away my woman" (1855, p. 74
and the breast that ha fed his young , and so buys a nomination to great office; i I nforme d against my
brother and sister and got t ook aking pay for their blood, hearts; l L aughed when I looked from my
iron necklace, after the steamboat that carried away my woman.— Whitman probably drafted this manuscript
how he does defile me, / How he informs against my brother and sister and takes pay for their blood,
/ How he laughs when I look down the bend after the steamboat that carries away my woman" (1855, p. 74
11 He The sores on my neck shoulders are from his iron necklace I look on the off on the river with my
bloodshot eyes He stops the steamboat and till she will paddle off with away take my woman, and paddle
The sores on my shoulders
titled "The Sleepers": "How he laughs when I look down the bend after the steamboat that carries away my
—I lend you my own mouth tongue A black I dart ed like a snake from his mouth.— I My eyes are bloodshot
, they look down the river, A steamboat carries off paddles away my woman and children.— Around my neck
am T The His i ron necklace and the red sores of my shoulders I do not feel mind , h H opples and ball
ankles and tight cuffs at the wrists does must not detain me will go down the river, with the sight of my
bloodshot eyes, go in to the steamboat that paddles off wife woman and child A I do not stop with my
. / How he laughs when I look down the bend after the steamboat that carries away my woman"(1855, p.
The retrospective extasy ecstasy is upon me— I am now my soul —spirit burns volcanic The earth recedes
ashamed before my prophetical crisis.— Whitman probably drafted this manuscript in the early 1850s as
similar to the following line in the poem eventually titled "Song of Myself": "The dirt receding before my
Leaves of Grass, "I Wander All Night in My Vision," Leaves of Grass.
My hands are spread forth . .
I descend my western course . . . . my sinews are flaccid, Perfume and youth course through me, and I
darn my grandson's stockings.
though I lie so sleepy and sluggish, my tap is death.
/ 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.
.— I celebrate myself to celebrate you; every man and woman alive; I transpose my my spirit I pass as
that hear me; I am loosen the voice tongue that was tied in you them In me It begins to talk out of my
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