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Oh my captain! called Whitman."

This is why I send you My leaping verses, my bounding verses, my spasmodic verses, My hysteria-attack

Hydraulic pump tearing out my guts and my feeling it!

My soul! .. . My ties and ballasts leave me ...

My Captain!," "Come up from the Fields, Father," and "The Singer in Prison."

Baltimore June 6th 1891 My Dear Walt Whitman Please write your autograph & enclose in the accompanying

envelope I appreciate the many & favors asked of you but desire your autograph so much to add to my

Dear Sir: I return with my thanks the letter of the Attorney General to the Postmaster General of the

Sir: I have the honor to transmit herewith my accounts as Disbursing Clerk for the Department of Justice

I regret that it is not in my power to comply with your request. Very respectfully, A. J.

about your dismissal from the Interior Department, and as I once read your book, I am moved to express my

the President coming in and we stept back into the East Room and stood near the front windows, where my

It didn't last more than three or four minutes, but there was something about a letter which my friend

I expect to be in Washington on my way down South in a few days and will take the freedom of giving you

Please don't mention my name in connection with what I write about Harlan.

I suppose that you have nearly forgotten me, but if you will think back you will remember a man by my

And now you will please accept my thanks for all the favors that you have shown me while lying then unable

Made Captain Aug. 1864—got a family in Buffalo" (Manuscripts of Walt Whitman in the Collection of American

State Volunteers where he enrolled as first sergeant of Company F (and was eventually promoted to captain

I am very anxious to hear something of the whereabouts of my Capt I have written several times and as

My dear Walt. Your welcome letter was duly received for which accept many thanks.

The tax on my part the last year was quite as much as I received— Well, what we want is to have them

It being my first efforts at publishing, I would make extraordinary efforts to have an extensive sale

One of my reasons for securing your friendship is my appreciation for you as a man, well knowing your

I shall take the liberty of enclosing a card as soon as my arrangement for location is completed.

Grose's membership in the Surrey regiment earned him the title of captain in 1766, which he adopted as

119 Lower Baggot Street Dublin 14 February 1876 My dear Mr. Whitman, 'Bram Stoker Feb, '76.

My friend Edward Dowden has told me often that you like new acquaintances or I should rather say friends

I wrote the enclosed draft of a letter which I intended to copy out and send to you —it has lain in my

much consolation—and I do believe that your open earnest speech has not been thrown away on me or that my

a hot debate on your genius at the Fortnightly Club in which I had the privilege of putting forward my

I have the shackles on my shoulders still.—but I have no wings.

If you care to know who it is that writes this my name is Abraham Stoker (Junior).

My friends call me Bram. I live at no 43 Harcourt St Dublin.

I am ugly but strong and determined and have a large bump over my eyebrows.

I say it to my own shame but not to my regret for it has taught me a lesson to last my life out—without

editorial decisions, which included editing potentially objectionable content and removing entire poems: "My

Of course it has all been better said, but I must have my chance just the same.

Dear Friend You were so good as to call yourself so, in my book,—that I value more than you guess,—and

The dear little crocuses I picked from my own tiny spot of earth, and sent each one laden with loving

There seemed no prospect of my going. The way seemed hedged.

V. ) in the midst of brick and stone again, in my home in Boston.

I picked them on purpose for you—and here they are—with my love and gratitude.

My noble and dear friend—Walt Whitman, I have had the pleasure of talking for you, and of you again.

One man—fine—true and scholarly and sincere took my hand and said: "I am converted."

Then—when it came—it was so different from my fancies—but you dear friend, were not disappointing.

One of his own countrymen (a press correspondent) thus writes of him— The only American prophet to my

He has no respect for artificial barriers to poetic inspiration:— "In my opinion the time has arrived

In my opinion, I say, while admitting that the venerable and heavenly forms of chiming versification

"Yes, my brethren, oh!

And thee, My Soul! Joys, ceaseless exercises, exaltations!

In my letter of May 26th I informed you that the question whether the compensation should be paid by

Dear Sir: On my return to Washington I find your letter of the 18th ultimo. I do not see how Mr.

Sir: In answer to your letter of the 5th instant, I have to say that I am daily at my office and receive

Yet such is the pressure on my time from the multitude of visitors at this season, and other causes,

March 25, 188 3 Walt Whitman My old time friend Do you ever think of the boy that you found sick in the

This man (whose frame, as I afterward found, was no mean type of the generous heart within) came to my

bed, sat down, & after some talk with me wrote a letter to my parents in Michigan.

This act secured my gratitude & we became intimately acquainted & close friends—Being furloughed in July

an ugly bullet hole through my left lung that time finding a lodgment at Armory Sqr.

My friend was still in Washington, we met, & our intimacy was renewed and again abruptly broken off in

Whitman:— Dear Sir:— I am collecting the autographs of famous men and I would like to have yours in my

3-12-1890 Walt Whitman, My Dear Friend:— Allow me to express my ineffable gratefulness to you for the

immense delight your "Leaves of Grass" have thrilled me with, in the form of a few of my rhapsodies

under the ban of your warm regards for my poetic productions—(properly belonging to the 21 & 22 centuries

poems, which were received with much pleasure by the public—But they were the poorest specimens of my

work—Had it been otherwise—that is, one of my most select copies,—the people would have recoiled from

flow of a stream gone brown with clay and sediment, he could say to himself, "I have found the law of my

have a favorable opportunity, by means of a visitor to the hospital, who is now sitting by the side of my

called upon me & given me a few trifles——— Dear friend, I wish you would say to Mrs Rice I send her my

the face of a friend,—I wish you would write me a good long letter, some of you my dear friends, as

a letter from home is very acceptable in hospital——— My diarrhea is still somewhat troublesome, yet I

please put a stamp on & write to me—Please give my love to the friends in the village & tell them I

Whitman's "Going Somewhere" was written for her: "My science-friend, my noblest woman-friend, / (Now

R Bedford Penn a Pennsylvania July 31st 85 My Dear Mr Whitman I am here in these mountains and all around

I will follow in the footsteps of my parents as in their young days they did the very same thing.

Having been told so many times at my mothers knee of how she did these things when she was young.

Soul to do these things over again as my parents did them.

I see many friends and many who were friends of my Father and Mother.

My dear Whitman, I received this morning from an old friend (Mr.

England 31 st May 1890 Dear Sir Many people in this country, who are admirers of my brother Edward Carpenter

Hoping you will pardon my presumpt ion & kindly accede to my request, Believe me to be Yours truly Alfred

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

Walt Whitman My name is not for publication, though if my subscription were for five thousand dollars

You perhaps remember calling on me 3 or 4 years ago, when I lent you my diary of the war days from which

If you are in present straits, I will enclose you my little offering at once without waiting for a formal

New York 7th June 1879 My recollection of what Miss — told me on the Friday evening, just one week after

well, & recollect asking Miss — at what point in it the tragedy occurred, but her answer has escaped my

part of the stories told I knew from competent & trustworthy sources & also, in a small measure, from my

Holsman Mansion Passaic, New Jersey 9 June '79 My dear Mr Whitman, I got yours of the 24th ult. & also

I enclose a copy of the selections you made from my journal, and also an account of the information Miss

for those loose sheets which I used sometimes to resort to, partly because I was accustomed to write my

, & it strikes me I have in my portfolios much that is better than that, unprinted.

office in the city, as my letters are forwarded every day.

My Dear Sir I had the honor to recive the fiew lines you addressed to me, which was delivered by my particular

In my humble opinion there is nothing so well calculated to inspire a soldier with new courage and fresh

acquaintance may ripen into a mutual attachment The preasent you sent me I received for which accept my

My dear Sir: Mr.

that he had brought your books with him from America, a gift from you, and that they were lying in my

London chambers; Whereupon I wrote back to him, begging him to bring them himself to me at my country

I have now just called at my London lodgings, and found them on the table.

I had previously met with several of your works and read them with interest and had made up my mind that

This is the first letter I have written for weeks, and I am afraid I write rather obscurely, for my hand

did not answer and acknowledge them I regret to have done so; but if you knew how great the mass of my

My dear Walt Whitman (Somehow the Mr does not come well before Walt Whitman).

broken ground, glad also that you find something to approve of in a work so utterly unlike your own as my

I am this morning starting with my wife & Sons on a tour to the Continent.

in an extreme hurry, packing up & after these few words must bid you goodbye, not without expressing my

My dear W. W.

It is postmarked: SCHOOL GREEN | B | MY 14 | 91 | ISLE OF WIGHT; A; RECEIVED | May | 24 | 12 | 12 | ;

Dear old man, I the elder old man have received your Article in the Critic, & send you in return my thanks

blowing softlier & warmlier on your good gray head than here, where it is rocking the elms & ilexes of my

August 24th 1878 My dear Walt Whitman I am not overfond of letter-writing—rather hate it indeed—I am

As to myself I am pretty well for my time of life—sixty nine on the sixth of this month—but somewhat

troubled about my eyes—for I am not only the shortest-sighted man in England—but have a great black island

However my oculist informs me that I shall not go blind, & bids me as much as possible spare my eyes,

My younger son Lionel (whom you inquire about) was married to the daughter of F.

Walt Whitman Dear Friend I am now at my own home but hav not got my discharge yet.

I have to go back to rochester to get my discharge. the day that I left thare went to the patent ofice

them kicked me on the forehead and then they start to run and the wagon wheel struck me on the back of my

My friends their respects Please if get this rite and if you will Please to sennd me that potographs

Dublin, 18/2 187 6 My dear Mr Whitman I send you an order for 39/= for a copy of your works the $10 edition

I must say that I only know Mr Dowden casually—a person of my world cannot aspire to much acquaintance

My knowledge of literature is very slight—I have not the critical insight into things that he has Dear

My having been obliged to give up all idea of a separate life for myself beyond the grave, forces me

If I worship any particular thing, it shall be some of the spread of my body.'

Those fellows have one virtue—they always use good paper: and on that I manage to do a good deal of my

Am so filled with gratitude can scarce express my feelings.

Tis the first time I have had the pleasure of gazing up on the picture of my Great Great Uncle Elias

I have patiently submited to the will of God, it is through him I breathe, live, and have my being.

my love to a living soul.

I glory in my mutability and my vast receptivity; I glory in having no unalterable opinions.

I glory in my invincible supremacy over prejudice, my superb contempt for custom.

He is the author of all my suffering, but he hath redeemed my soul. (And alas!

Nor am I less thine equal on account of my years.

I could not but warmly respond to that which is actually personal: I do it with my whole heart."

"My words itch at your ears till you understand them," he had said.

My heart was palpitating, my nerves tingling, and every sense was alert as we entered the little house

I paused—my nervousness quite gone—feasting my eyes, warming my heart,—when lo!

I have dismissed whatever insulted my own soul or defiled my body.

"My rendezvous is appointed," I murmured, as I kissed him.

every experience and aspiration; and I hope to open the cover—turn the pages, point to the lines, for my

f'm my friend Mrs: Johnston | NY 305 17 th Street East Our dear Uncle Walt.

Nothing could surpass the filial love she has given me: the confidence in my judgment: the loving obedience