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my Captain! our fearful trip is done.

Leave you not the little spot Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. O Captain!

my Captain! rise up and hear the bells! Rise up!

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still: My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse

But I, with silent trade, Walk the spot my Captain lies, In this and in "President Lincoln's Funeral

Camden New Jersey April 17—noon— I have rec'd the Indexes— thanks—I send you a paper—I read my Death

After the lecture Whitman read "O Captain! My Captain!"

"My father was a carpenter and came into that trade by inheritance.

I had begun to think of making my fortune as a builder.

But my subsequent acquaintance with him taught me not to be too hasty in making up my mind about people

I keep up my spirits, but my strength won't stand any extra demands.

Captain, Oh, My Captain."

328 Mickle Street Camden N J July 10 Noon My dear J R By an announcement in the Phil: Press this morning

I suppose you have used my "How I made a Book" &c for the newspaper syndicate—All right.

somewhat concerned ab't is that I have not seen the proof (which is always an important point with me)—& my

This article, with "A Backward Glance on My Own Road," "How Leaves of Grass Was Made," and "My Book and

1891poetryhandwritten1 leaf28 x 22 cm; Manuscripts of the following four poems, written neatly with slight corrections: My

task, L of G's Purport, Death dogs my steps, and For us two, reader dear.

My Task

easier to-day—have eaten a bit of breakfast for the first time in many days—A long cold snow-storm here—My

Herbert was hurt: "You make no allusion to my Book or my little confidences thereon!

In the letter of November 9 he observed: "I am so sorry that I have finished my labour of love, the doing

This article, with "A Backward Glance on My Own Road," "How Leaves of Grass Was Made," and "My Book and

OV 2Good-Bye My Fancy (1891), Manuscript draftloc.05452xxx.00459Good-Bye My Fancyabout 1891poetryprosehandwrittenprintedabout

10 leaves; Manuscript and corrected print material that was included in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).

Good-Bye My Fancy

OV 2Good-Bye My Fancy (1891), Manuscript draftloc.05454xxx.00459Good-Bye My Fancyabout 1891poetryhandwrittentypedprinted78

78 pages of text numbered by Whitman, and is housed along with other materials related to Good-Bye My

, Lingering Last Drops, Good-bye My Fancy, On, on the Same, Ye Jocund Twain!

s Purport (which includes three poems originally composed separately, My task, Death dogs my steps, and

Good-Bye My Fancy

New York, July 17 1886 Dear Sir Your postal recd received and I was glad that you had accepted my small

Well, give him my love: that is real: and if he is satisfied to be the happy owner of my love he owns

I am much the same as of late—made out very handsomely with my lecture April 15th—$674—have seen Gilder

sending the book to Whitman on April 3, Burroughs commented: "I do not think much of it—the poorest of my

I suppose I'm thin-skinned too, sometimes: I never get it quite clear in my old head that I am not popular

and I1886 or 1887prose22 leaveshandwritten; A late-stage draft, with printer's notes, of the essay My

My Book and I

and Talcott Williams are the instigators of it all—(I am receiving great & opportune Kindnesses in my

old days—& this is one of them) — The printed slip on the other side I just cut out of my Phila: Press

January 21 O'Connor reported to Whitman that "the New York publishers have uniformly refused to publish my

White, even at my expense."

delighted to have been the means of giving to future generations a portrait of you that is certainly one of my

For my own sake, as well as yours, I wish it were!"

the station there) as I am in very delicate health, but will call for it, if you will allow me, on my

the fact that the prophet is so rarely duly appraised in his own country, and that in local circles my

Yet, oh yes, he is very very good and has my interests, literary and otherwise, quite at heart, so it

I trust my ability may equal the time & material before me to compile judiciously and in worthiness the

subject, as it is my desire to do sl .

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

My own health is pretty good.

It has reduced my weight about 10 per cent. My belly has gone away as if I had been confined.

has had in the past, but I have no more doubt that it is one of the few immortal books than I have of my

Burroughs is referring to "My Book and I," which appeared in the January 1887 issue of the magazine.

There's something back of all that in my history, physiology, accounting for the hole I've got myself

the foot of the hill: it seems as though nothing would stay, however some things might or do delay, my

Only my brother is now upon the old farm.

I have to go back there at least twice a year to ease my pain.

my heart has always been!

To-day is my birth-day, too, I am 49 today. I hope spring finds you better.

My book "Signs & Seasons" will be out this month.

delighted to have been the means of giving to future generations a portrait of you that is certainly one of my

s Purport (only two lines of the twelve-line poem of the same title first published in 1891), My task

I have already begun it—I am as well as usual with me—up, and at my window, as now—get out with the horse

& wagon every afternoon but shall not to-day—nothing new in my affairs—get along quite comfortably—have

day—I wish I could have you here to eat a bite of dinner with me, & chat for the afternoon—Several of my

On May 25, 1886, O'Connor sent the powder for Whitman's constipation, and reported, "My special trouble

Whitman is referring to his article "My Book and I," which was published in Lippincott's (January 1887

Bucke , who is home in London, Canada —I send enclosed a ¶ for your consideration for the book—I send my

least saying—and wishing it put on record—that among the perfect women I have known (and it has been my

the very best for mother, sisters and friends) I have known none more perfect in every relation than my

On September 10 Herbert Gilchrist wrote: "What I wrote about Dr B[ucke] sings discordantly in my ears—but

least saying—and wishing it put on record—that among the perfect women I have known (and it has been my

very best, for mother, sisters and friends) I have known none more perfect in every relation, than my

there any situation in the Press establishment, (counting-room or writing staff,) that could serve for my

notes about Whitman's activities, and on December 27 he asked Richard Maurice Bucke whether he wanted "my

necessary arrangements and we will move Northward as soon as convenient after I get across the water—My

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

My dear old Walt: I have been a good deal worried of late. My Publisher—T.

The upshot of it all will be that either Unwin will sign my agreement as drawn by Ross or I shall part

company with my gentleman.

author is getting very little for it; yet he has the cheek to stand out for this cool proposition—and my

I am alone, very much alone and every day I miss my mother more than the last—I only keep things right

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

Ellen O'Connor related in a letter on November 24, 1863, that the Count had said to her recently: "My

Whitman is referring to his article "My Book and I," which was published in Lippincott's (January 1887

My dear Walt: I felt my Book would not be complete with out at least one or two of your letters and though

I therefore asked W M Rossetti if he (on reading my M.S.S.) could look out two of your most characteristic

literary interest, one that will help the readers to understand you; hence, I shall venture to print it in my

B. sings discordantly in my ears—but in truth I was and am angry at his cool request to hand over your

My M.S. has been cast & makes 430 pages!

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

My Dear Whitman,— Don't you thik think it would be well for you to give me a line to Prof.

Dowden, telling him that you have read the bibliography of my forthcoming book, and that you think you

I am afraid they will be but dilatory in taking hold of the matter on my request alone,.

For my part, I dislike to ask anyone for to serve as go-between, but you seemed to think it would be

My roses are superb; have pitched a tent in my yard. Aff. Affectionately W. S. Kennedy.

My dear Walt: I posted you six copies of the last circular this afternoon; I think that John Fraser has

Colles, then goes on to say something appreciative of my dear mother's Essays; wch which pleased and

You will be pleased to hear that I have got over my worries in connection with the contract for my Book

To create a small literary monument to my mother & this such an one should be clothed in pretty dress

With best love and remembrances to my dear old loving Walt Herbert H. Gilchrist.

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

My dear Mr Whitman, I send you Alys' circular letter and will you please mail it to Miss Nicholson after

I am spending my summer among the Blue Ridge mountains in a place that belongs jointly to my mother and

my aunt Mrs Pearsall Smith.

I don't know whether you remember a young man whom you met at my Uncles several times Tom Worthington

I still intend to continue my course at Bryn Mawr College which will be three years longer and then I

Dear Whitman, This note is written beforehand, in expectation of my paying-in tomorrow at a Post-Office

the ￡33.16.6. wh. which I named to you in my recent letter.

The postal order, on my obtaining it, will be enclosed herein, & dispatched to you.

Since the date of my last something further has come in: it will be accounted for at a future opportunity

On 13 Jany I expect to leave London, & stay some four weeks with my family at the Clarendon Hotel, Ventnor

But my chief reliance is on my pen at present.

In the mean time, calmly, toilingly, ohne hast, ohne rast, working away on my literary chef-d-oeuvre,

"Whitman, the Poet of Humanity,"—here in my idyllic, noiseless home-cottage.

Wish I cd could send you some of the pinks, accept my love instead in return for yours, as something

You renovate & cheerify my ethical nature every time I visit you. WS Kennedy.

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

My dear Mr. Whitman: Allow me to introduce to your acquaintance, my young friend, Mr. E. H.

I remember with great pleasure my visit to you last March, when I was on my way home from Johns Hopkins

I am, my dear Sir, Very truly yours.

I am prompted to take this liberty by a sense of my indebtedness to you, and I feel sure that you will

It is one of the desires of my life to look upon your venerable face in the flesh, and to be taken by

the hand of my loving Comrade; and I am not without the hope of one day being thus honoured by him who

has done so much to enrich my life and to rescue my Soul from its quagmire of Doubt and Despondency.

328 Mickle Street Camden New Jersey July 28 '86 My dear Redpath Yours of 26th rec'd—All right & no harm

done—But I mortally hate to have any thing with my name signed go to press without my seeing proof—Also

I wanted the slips—Yes I will furnish you the (ab't) seven page article you request, & soon —My health

Belmont Mass April 19. '86 My Dear Poet: Your postal rec'd. received I have completed (rough finish)

my seven chapters on you.

It is the most scholarly, fiery, and heavy-artillery piece of work I have yet done; took all my strength

I have got in my cellar, Walt, about 50 bottles of elderberry cordial—fine, smacky, made by myself last

My grand poet, my friend Yours as ever W.S. Kennedy How's the pony? Paper also!! good!

eye-works have resumed operations pretty nearly same as before—I see out of both now & a great blessing in my

getting along comfortably—the weather has been bad as can be & the traveling ditto, for three weeks past, my

last half-annual return of royalties for both my books just —$20.71cts —the death of Mrs.

she had the finest & perfectest nature I ever met—Glad to hear ab't about the Channing's —Give them my

love—I am scribbling in my little front room down stairs—the parrot has been squalling & the canary

If my accumulation of shoes—my cast-off shoes—like wine and Old Daubs were increased in value by cobwebs

Vault Company in the land boasted a receptacle wide and deep and strong enough to house and protect my

My only sorrow at this moment is in that: its the last drink in the bottle and two blocks to where my

But first of all in its protestations of undying love—which, even to the remotest corners of my heart

It will be my first appearance in this Annual.

have been 2 weeks in a fever of parturition & have gone over all the notes writings, & literature of my

past life in relentless search for material to enrich the book on my hero.

Please don't tell anyone of my project yet— wd would you?

But my chief object is to propagandize.

My Puritan training as a Calvinistic ministers son hindered it for a long time.

written you long before, as well as after, but have been in a wretched condition with the "misery in my

I don't improve in my back and legs as rapidly as I ought, and am nearly as lame and heavy as you are

I got a copy of Kennedy's pamphlet from him, and but for my bad condition would have written to him,

Often as I have read it, I can't keep the tears out of my eyes."

White, even at my expense! Reason, Shakespearean hostility to the subject. This is a pretty note!

My publisher has only sent me $80 as profits on my books for over a year.

But my friends everywhere are remembering me.

It would not be the truth to say that my only friends are in England.

My spirits are buoyant and my health fair: I am indeed content."

I am compelled to admit that my Western experiences are behind all of my life work.

March 30 1886 My dear Sir: I have sent through my publishers a vol. volume of my essays on Poetry & Poets

I hope you may have seen & cared for some of my own work in poetry.

Nothing very different with me—I go out by my own volition not at all, as my power of walking &c. is

Review for November—(they pay quite well, & Redpath is very good to me) —Have a paper "My Book & I" in

Lippincott's for Jan. next —will send it you in printed slip—Shall probably get ready my little concluding

My regard for you is so great that I am very sorry, not to be able to buy more copies of your books and

I am, everywhere in my teaching and writing, making your claims felt and shall continue to do so.

I do not think a single pupil held out against my arguments supplemented by readings from your work.

than in the American mind ," I have also used in company with Spencer's great law of progress upon my

I hope to be able to please you with my treatment of your great work.

LIPPINCOTT'S MONTHLY MAGAZINE Philadelphia, Sept 16th. 188 6 My dear Sir: Your article, "My Book and

I have been purposing to call over to see you, but my days are pretty well engaged and I am afraid of

I always have enough to supply my daily wants, thanks to my kind friends at home and abroad, and am in

My friends in Great Britain are very kind, and have on several occasions recollected me in little acts

"Regarding the insinuation of my being in want of the necessaries of life, I will state that I make it

You can see for yourself my present condition. Yes, I will say I am not in want.

My health is reasonably good.

do not deserve it—Send word to Mr Lovering, or show him this—I thank him deeply— I am living here in my

a hard job to get from one room to the next)—Am occupied in getting ready the copy of a little book—my

Boughs"—the pieces in prose and verse I have thrown out the last four years— Best love to you & to all my

I have now told my publisher to send another copy to your correct address.

I formerly sent you some of my poetry, but it was early work.

My debt to you is great. Would that I could express it in person!

I'll send a copy too of my last book, "Songs of the Heights & Deeps" see notes June 28 1888 Roden Noel