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Year : 1855
Work title : To Think Of Time

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Leaves of Grass (1855)

  • Date: 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

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

No doubt the efflux

  • Date: Before 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

/ 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.

And to me each minute

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

sings as well as I, because although she reads no newspaper; never learned the gamut; And to shake my

Annotations Text:

The first lines of the notebook poem were revised and published as "My Picture-Gallery" in The American

Leaves of Grass, "To Think of Time . . . . To Think Through"

  • Date: 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

How perfect is my soul! How perfect the earth, and the minutest thing upon it!

O my soul! if I realize you I have satisfaction, Animals and vegetables!

I cannot define my satisfaction . . yet it is so, I cannot define my life . . yet it is so.

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