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The essay was reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891) before finally being collected in Complete Prose

leafhandwritten; This is an unsigned draft of Grand Is the Seen, a poem first published in Good-Bye My

Good-Bye My Fancy was then included as the second annex to the Deathbed edition of Leaves of Grass (1891

Surface 40 contains, among other notes, a cancelled line reading "yet my soul-dearest leaves—the hardest

for a set of Whitmans's books: "Dear Sir, I shall be glad to supply you with a set (Two Volumes) of my

South"—which was first published in theMay, 1890 Century and then included in the second annex Good-Bye My

Asylum for the Insane, London, Jan January 19 th 18 80 My dear Walt I am going to ask a great favor of

It will be my duty to so blend these diverse views that a true picture may result from them.

Should you comply with my request, and give me what information you can, I am satisfied that you will

and if you would like to have it I shall preserve your name and address and shall send you a copy of my

I may say that it is not my intention to incorporate literally in my book any reply that I may receive

It is not my present intention to mention the names of any persons who supply me with information; if

the practice to cheer them up with presents—and, as I believed that your "Leaves of Grass" would give my

I have lately abandoned my intention—half-formed—of trying to earn my living at the bar—and I am uncertain

Amongst other things, if it is not done before I can put my hand to it, I will, if you will give me leave

knowledge as the digesting by time can alone give—of your poems, and I need not add that if it came in my

I am afraid that my letter is growing to a much-too-great size, but there is one more topic.

Whitman referred to Rossetti's edition as a "horrible dismemberment of my book" in his August 12, 1871

Whitman: "Because you have, as it were, given me a ground for the love of men I thank you continually in my

My Dearest Friend: Welcome was your postcard announcing recovered health & return to Camden!

Strange episode in my life!

But meanwhile, dear Friend, my work lies here: innumerable are the ties that bind us.

Please give my love to your brothers & sister. Were Jessie & Hattie at home in St.

Please give my love to John Burroughs when you write or see him.

Whitman: "Because you have, as it were, given me a ground for the love of men I thank you continually in my

Whitman referred to Rossetti's edition as a "horrible dismemberment of my book" in his August 12, 1871

Finally he hitched a little closer and leaned forward to look in my face.

But he nodded, and grinned and hitched again, bringing his face close to my ear, then in a voice husky

he finally yelled right in my ear.

It gives me a deep sincere pleasure to write this note, but I should like to say about my article, that

Whitman, late in life, said to Horace Traubel: "[I] take my Ruskin with some qualifications."

Asylum for the Insane, London, Feb February 3 d 18 80 My dear Walt I have Burrough's book and also his

of these paid for & 10 to be acct'd for & 4 TR Asylum for the Insane, London, Feb February 6 18 80 My

I delivered my lecture in Chatham the other day and this is some of the result—I shall probably have

words of Two Veterans for musical publication—& also give permission for further musical adaptation of my

pieces—Am curious to see how they go—Am sure I sh'd should be impress'd impressed and pleased—My western

trip has worked well—My health is about the same as of late years— When the music is printed—(if printed

Louis where I remain'd nearly three months with my brother T.J.W.

(Thomas Jefferson Whitman), and my dear nieces" (Specimen Days, ed.

this fine sunny crispy day—cross'd the Delaware—walk'd up Chestnut st—every thing lovely—look'd in at my

I received your book some three weeks ago when I was preparing for my half yearly examinations and as

telling me of Smith and family's removal—which quite put me out too—Nothing very new with me, since my

return—I have not written out for print any notes of my jaunt yet—I am well, considering— —Addington

has sent me a copy of the American edition of his "Greek Poets" —Ruskin has sent to me five sets of my

rec'd received a letter from Mrs Ritter—She speaks of a musical composition of her husband, to go with my

"Two Veterans"—& asks if I am willing it should be published—I answered expressing my consent Walt Whitman

In her letter on January 25, 1880, Anne Gilchrist added this postscript: "Please give my love to John

the comradeship—friendship is the good old word—the love of my fellow-men.

As to the form of my poetry I have rejected the rhymed and blank verse.

everything of the kind from my books."

I said, "Perhaps not, my dear, in the way you mean, and yet, maybe, it is the same thing."

He said: "It is my chief reliance." He talked of death, and said he did not fear it.

Camden New Jersey March 12 pm—Yours duly rec'd—I send you by mail to-day, to same address as this card, my

Asylum for the Insane, London, March 18 18 80 My dear Walt I send you today a London paper with a sample

—Please let me know at once if this plan meets your approval Many of my friends have an extraordinary

"O my brave soul! O farther, farther sail! O daring joy, but safe!

) For that, O God—be it my latest word — here on my knees, Old, poor, and paralysed—I thank thee.

"My terminus near, The clouds already closing in upon me, The voyage balk'd, the course disputed, lost

, I yield my ships to .

"My hands, my limbs, grow nerveless; My brain feels rack'd, bewilder'd; Let the old timbers part I will

431 Stevens Street Camden New Jersey U S America March 21 '80 I send today same address as this card, my

"O my brave soul! O farther, farther sail! O daring joy, but safe!

For that, O God—be it my latest word, here on my knees, Old, poor, and paralysed—I thank thee.

, I yield my ships to thee, Steersman unseen!

henceforth the helms are thine; Take thou command—what to my petty skill thy naviga- tion?

"My hands, my limbs, grow nerveless; My brain feels rack'd, bewilder'd; Let the old timbers part, I will

Asylum for the Insane, London, March 23 d 18 80 My dear Walt The two copies of "Leaves of Grass" came

vols volumes —Do not mail the books to Anderson as I told you on 18 but mail them to —Please answer my

WASHINGTON, D.C., Mch March 25 18 80 Walt Whitman Esq Esquire My Dear Sir: For years I have been your

I have taken the liberty to send you three small volumes of my own You may not agree with me.

I have long had it on my mind to write and ask you about the possibility of publishing a cheaper edition

I have not felt it a 'new birth of the soul' merely , I felt that his poems were the food for which my

When you see Harry Stafford give him my love and say I am going to send him a photo: and hope he will

Whitman: "Because you have, as it were, given me a ground for the love of men I thank you continually in my

Whitman, late in life, said to Horace Traubel: "[I] take my Ruskin with some qualifications."

Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to

March 28/ 80 My dearest Friend Has it seemed to you a long while since I wrote?

And as regards my own feelings (though I am sorry for her sorrow, & sorry too that the excellent work

if not I will tell it you in my next & you will like him all the more.

My love to all My thoughts travel daily to America—it has become a part of my life in a very real sense

Whitman referred to Rossetti's edition as a "horrible dismemberment of my book" in his August 12, 1871

Leet Let this be my apology for speaking to you with my heart laid bare—I tried very hard to secure a

copy of your "Leaves", and at last in New York did so, I took the book up and ran my eyes over detached

dear sir, I cannot analyze my feelings, had any one told me that my blood would leap, my soul cry out

I do not know if you will read anything I say, whether my name is a familiar or unfamiliar one to you

I have taken "from your lips" the kiss, and with all my heart and soul return it to you.

Whitman: Thank you very much for the "Two Rivulets," which came sparkling, and dancing, and babbling into my

Kirkwood (Glendale) New Jersey U S America April 24 — Down here on one of my visits —Mr and Mrs S and

it was good fun for me, grave as the subject was—I sent you a short report—I am surprised about B —my

Nothing very new in my affairs, sell a couple of books occasionally.

I suppose you saw my Riddle Song in the first number of Sunnyside Press —if not, I can send you the "

I delivered my Lincoln lecture last April 15 in Philadelphia—the same as the N.Y. version.

(Scratched off my Emerson screed down there, as it was there I rec'd received Abbott's letter.)

I believe I sent you a month ago a little paper with my late piece "Riddle Song."

enjoying it, even heat and all—I live on the banks of the Delaware river like—I wish you could know my

My address for six or eight weeks to come will be care of Dr Bucke , London Ontario Canada .

Ruskin, however, has recorded himself as my friend."

a log and fired away without listening to any captain's orders.

I stopped working, and from that time my ruin commenced."

They offend my democracy, however.

"I enjoyed it well," was the reply, "and always keep my hand in.

"Yes," he said, "this is my first visit, properly speaking, to Canada, although I was at Niagara Falls

comradeship—friendship is the good old word—the love of my fellow-men.

As to the form of my poetry, I have rejected the rhymed and blank verse.

everything of the kind from my books."

I said, 'Perhaps not, my dear, in the way you mean, and yet maybe it is the same thing.'"

I have listen'd listened to his preaching so often when a child, and sat with my mother at social gatherings

My copy was loaned round, till I fear it is lost. Hope you have a copy.

It was at my invitation that Mr.

London Ontario Canada I have journey'd out here from my home in Camden, & this will be my head-quarters

to different parts of Canada, but coming back here)—I have rec'd received the two Iowa papers, with my

young folks (young ladies) & a small army of fine children—a large, quiet library—but the best thing is my

But in my little intellectual life "Leaves of Grass" had been so much to me that I could not meet and

The circumstance passed from my mind but a few days since one of the gentlemen referred to the occurrence

It is now my chief delight and I am glad to tell you so.

Command me in return, my friend, and see if I will not respond.

neck, My brown hands, and the silent manner of me, without charm.

My friend Joaquin Miller and I have often talked of you.

I desired much to see you when I was on my way home from the Old World—two years ago—but failed.

S.W. 15 June 1880 My dear Friend You see I venture to salute you, & to write to you in the same strain

His son, & my son-in-law, Lionel Tennyson, lives in London for some ten months out of the twelve, at

She is re-editing the Life of Blake, & I have a few of his letters, & she has been once or twice in my

June 15/80 My dearest Friend, Many tokens have you sent me.

Often dear Friend do I picture you sitting on one of the benches (may my dream come true!)

I still busy with the proof &c. of the new edition of my Husbands Husband's book.

Whitman referred to Rossetti's edition as a "horrible dismemberment of my book" in his August 12, 1871

Whitman: "Because you have, as it were, given me a ground for the love of men I thank you continually in my

condition a point of honor —If used please send me the pay here, also the paper, as this place will be my

condition being a point of honor —If used, please send me the pay by mail here, as this place will be my

London Ontario Canada June 17 '80 My dear Reid Herewith find a letter for the paper.

—& having a good time—fine country, many fine people here—I go all about leisurely but this will be my

Detroit June 18 th 1880 169 East Elizabeth St Street My Dear Friend— I am greatly obliged for your Book

been exceedingly interested—also I rec'd received the Paper— The hospitals during the War, were in my

could but feel the distress of the homesickness of the poor fellows—when the news came to me, that my

I can stand that—for it would be my own suffering, but I cant endure to think of Percy as wounded in

sorrow not his— I hope that you recd my story of "Leaves of Grass"—I and my family had hoped to have

Hiskey and Captain Respegius Edward Lindell worked for the Camden ferries (Specimen Days, ed.

enclose you a letter I have written for the papers —George, Harry & Mont, it will give you some idea of my