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Features of my equals, would you trick me with your creas'd and cadaverous march?
I saw the face of the most smear'd and slobbering idiot they had at the asylum; And I knew for my consolation
what they knew not; I knew of the agents that emptied and broke my brother, The same wait to clear the
pickets, Come here, she blushingly cries—Come nigh to me, lim-ber-hipp'dlimber-hipp'd man, Stand at my
upon you, Fill me with albescent honey, bend down to me, Rub to me with your chafing beard, rub to my
That, O my brethren—that is the mission of Poets.
What is this you bring my America? Is it uniform with my country?
I swear I will have each quality of my race in my- self myself , (Talk as you like, he only suits These
rapt verse, my call—mock me not!
You, by my charm, I invoke!
1 COME, my tan-faced children, Follow well in order, get your weapons ready; Have you your pistols?
2 For we cannot tarry here, We must march my darlings, we must bear the brunt of danger, We, the youthful
O my breast aches with tender love for all!
12 See, my children, resolute children, By those swarms upon our rear, we must never yield or falter,
18 I too with my soul and body, We, a curious trio, picking, wandering on our way, Through these shores
and let one line of my poems contra- dict contradict another!
tain-high mountain-high ; Brazen effrontery, scheming, rolling like ocean's waves around and upon you, O my
my lands!
Let him who is without my poems be assassinated!
Then my realities; What else is so real as mine?
done and gone, we remain; There is no final reliance but upon us; Democracy rests finally upon us, (I, my
Weave In, Weave In, My Hardy Life. WEAVE IN, WEAVE IN, MY HARDY LIFE. WEAVE in!
weave in, my hardy life!
O the sun of the world will ascend, dazzling, and take his height—and you too, O my Ideal, will surely
O lips of my soul, already becoming powerless! O ample and grand Presidentiads!
(I must not venture—the ground under my feet men- aces menaces me—it will not support me: O future too
the still woods I loved; I will not go now on the pastures to walk; I will not strip the clothes from my
body to meet my lover the sea; I will not touch my flesh to the earth, as to other flesh, to renew me
and meat; I do not see any of it upon you to-day—or perhaps I am deceiv'd; I will run a furrow with my
plough—I will press my spade through the sod, and turn it up under- neath underneath ; I am sure I shall
transparent green-wash of the sea, which is so amorous after me, That it is safe to allow it to lick my
that was not the end of those nations, or any person of them, any more than this shall be the end of my
I WAS asking for something specific and perfect for my city, Whereupon, lo!
there is in a name, a word, liquid, sane, unruly, musical, self-sufficient; I see that the word of my
my city! The city of such women, I am mad to be with them!
—at last I accept your terms; Bringing to practical, vulgar tests, of all my ideal dreams, And of me,
Covering all my lands! all my sea-shores lining! Flag of death!
Ah my silvery beauty! ah my woolly white and crim- son crimson !
Ah to sing the song of you, my matron mighty! My sacred one, my mother.
O my father, It is so broad, it covers the whole sky! FATHER.
now the halyards have rais'd it, Side of my banner broad and blue—side of my starry banner, Discarding
eastern shore, and my western shore the same; And all between those shores, and my ever-running Mississippi
, with bends and chutes; And my Illinois fields, and my Kansas fields, and my fields of Missouri; The
My limbs, my veins dilate; The blood of the world has fill'd me full—my theme is clear at last: —Banner
to me, As, under doughty Sherman, I march toward the sea.) 3 Me, master, years a hundred, since from my
such-like, visible here or any- where anywhere , stand provided for in a handful of space, which I extend my
arm and half enclose with my hand; That contains the start of each and all—the virtue, the germs of
my brother or my sister! Keep on!
I walk'd the shores of my Eastern Sea, Heard over the waves the little voice, Saw the divine infant,
maintain the be- queath'd bequeath'd cause, as for all lands, And I send these words to Paris with my
Whoever you are, now I place my hand upon you, that you be my poem; I whisper with my lips close to your
O I have been dilatory and dumb; I should have made my way straight to you long ago; I should have blabb'd
paint myriads of heads, but paint no head with- out without its nimbus of gold-color'd light; From my
States awhile—but I cannot tell whither or how long; Perhaps soon, some day or night while I am singing, my
Of This Union, soak'd, welded in blood—of the solemn price paid—of the unnamed lost, ever present in my
passing, departing—of the growth of completer men than any yet, Of myself, soon, perhaps, closing up my
Inflating my throat—you, divine average! You, Earth and Life, till the last ray gleams, I sing.
Open mouth of my Soul, uttering gladness, Eyes of my Soul, seeing perfection, Natural life of me, faithfully
To prepare for sleep, for bed—to look on my rose- color'd rose-color'd flesh; To be conscious of my body
How my thoughts play subtly at the spectacles around! How the clouds pass silently overhead!
sail'd down the Mississippi, As I wander'd over the prairies, As I have lived—As I have look'd through my
cheerfully accept, A little sustenance, a hut and garden, a little money— these, as I rendezvous with my
I remember I said, before my leaves sprang at all, I would raise my voice jocund and strong, with reference
I have press'd through in my own right, I have sung the Body and the Soul—War and Peace have I sung,
And the songs of Life and of Birth—and shown that there are many births: I have offer'd my style to every
one—I have journey'd with confident step; While my pleasure is yet at the full, I whisper, So long!
4 My songs cease—I abandon them; From behind the screen where I hid, I advance person- ally personally
27From My Last Years (1876).
A.MS. draft.loc.00199xxx.00494From My Last Yearsabout 1876poetryhandwritten1 leaf23.75 x 13.75 cm; A
draft of From My Last Years written in ink on a sheet of stationery, with three lines crossed out with
From My Last Years was published only once, in Two Rivulets, 1876. From My Last Years
27From My Last Years (1876).
Printed Copiesloc.04092xxx.00494From My Last Yearsabout 1876poetryhandwritten1 leaf5 x 13.25 cm; Written
paper cut from the bottom of a larger sheet to which has been attached a clipping of the poem, From My
From My Last Years
A.MS. draft.loc.00088xxx.00236Returning to my pages' front oncebetween 1871 and 1876poetryhandwritten1
Returning to my pages' front once
Since my dispatch of last night, I have seen the President, who directs me to say to you that your immediate
Sir: I hereby return, with my approval of the adjudication of the Commissioner of the General Land Office
Sir: I hereby return, with my approval of the adjudication of the Commissioner of the General Land Office
Sir: I hereby return, with my approval of the adjudication of the Commissioner of the General Land Office
Sir: I hereby return, with my approval of the adjudication of the Commissioner of the General Land Office
In my opinion, the appointment of such an officer is desirable for many considerations.
Since my connection with the Department of Justice, I have had occasion to observe that a large proportion
in the views expressed by you to the Chairman of the Judiciary Committee, and have the honor to add my
Sir: Upon my return, after an absence of several weeks, I find your letter of the 14th ultimo.
Attorneys during your Congressional term; and for that reason, and no other, I raised the question in my
Sir: A note from the clerk of your Committee, dated yesterday, requests my opinion as to the necessity
no new facts having been presented to me, I do not feel at liberty to interfere with the action of my
if the statistics of crime, &c., are forwarded by the 15th instant, they will reach me in time for my
Please accept my thanks for crime statistics S. C. your courtesy and attention in this matter.
Sir: On account of my absence from Washington, yours of the 27th of December has not received an earlier
In reply I have to say that I do not feel at liberty to permit the use of my official title for the purpose
Sir: According to your request, I send to you my reply to the application trans letter of Judge Bowers
Sir: I have the honor to transmit herewith my accounts as Disbursing Clerk for the Department of Justice
Senate Sir: I learn from some gentlemen who have spoken to you upon the subject that you desire my view
Virginia, approved by the Secretary of the Treasury, and the Rothschilds, of the 17th of May, 1867, in my
subject of the case of the Rothschilds against The United States in the Court of Claims, brought to my
Will you read my letter which I enclose to you, and if you can identify the individual to whom it should
the Acting Secretary of State, which at his request was returned to him, and it is not therefore in my
Be pleased to accept my thanks for your courtesy and attention in this matter, although I regret to say
that the statistics reached me the day after my report was submitted to Congress, and was therefore
years past and returned to York State a few weeks ago think of staying here for a time to take care of my
I have lost track of nearly all my old chums if I was able to travil travel I would like to see some
of flower seeds if so I will send you the money to pay for them and your trouble I will have to draw my
letter to a close for fear of wearing your patients patience to read it Please except accept my love
Wells send the account to you, with my recommendation that it be paid. Very respectfully, &c A. T.
1871 febuary February 9 My dear walt Walt i write a few lines to say i received your letter yesterday
Hudson River horror is awful in the extreme it is enoughf enough to make one shudder) i am better of my
cold but are quite lame it seems as if the pain and lameness is all settled in my left knee i can walk
but yesterday i was quite bad but i think it will be better in a day or two i have had a weakness in my
right hand and wrist you can see by my writing it looks some like yours when your thumb was so bad how
I regret that they were received too late for my Annual Report, which the law requires to be made in