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The Wound-Dresser.

  • Date: 1881–1882
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

loudly shout in the rush of successful charge, Enter the captur'd works—yet lo, like a swift-running river

The Wound-Dresser.

  • Date: 1891–1892
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

loudly shout in the rush of successful charge, Enter the captur'd works—yet lo, like a swift-running river

A Word Out of the Sea

  • Date: 1860–1861
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

Winds blow South, or winds blow North, Day come white, or night come black, Home, or rivers and mountains

A Word Out of the Sea

  • Date: 1867
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

Winds blow South, or winds blow North, Day come white, or night come black, Home, or rivers and mountains

A Woman Waits for Me

  • Date: 1867
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

Through you I drain the pent-up rivers of myself, In you I wrap a thousand onward years, On you I graft

A Woman Waits for Me.

  • Date: 1871
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

Through you I drain the pent-up rivers of myself, In you I wrap a thousand onward years, On you I graft

A Woman Waits for Me.

  • Date: 1881–1882
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

Through you I drain the pent-up rivers of myself, In you I wrap a thousand onward years, On you I graft

A Woman Waits for Me.

  • Date: 1891–1892
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

Through you I drain the pent-up rivers of myself, In you I wrap a thousand onward years, On you I graft

Whispers of Heavenly Death.

  • Date: 1881–1882
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

sibilant chorals, Footsteps gently ascending, mystical breezes wafted soft and low, Ripples of unseen rivers

Whispers of Heavenly Death.

  • Date: 1891–1892
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

sibilant chorals, Footsteps gently ascending, mystical breezes wafted soft and low, Ripples of unseen rivers

When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom'd.

  • Date: 1881–1882
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

the pale green leaves of the trees prolific, In the distance the flowing glaze, the breast of the river

When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom'd.

  • Date: 1891–1892
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

the pale green leaves of the trees prolific, In the distance the flowing glaze, the breast of the river

When Lilacs Last in the Door-Yard Bloom'd

  • Date: 1867
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

the pale green leaves of the trees prolific; In the distance the flowing glaze, the breast of the river

Walt Whitman

  • Date: 1867
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

dusk, near the cotton- wood cottonwood or pekan-trees; Coon-seekers go through the regions of the Red river

Earth of shine and dark, mottling the tide of the river!

the trees of a new purchase; Scorch'd ankle-deep by the hot sand—hauling my boat down the shallow river

from the rocks of the river— swinging and chirping over my head, Calling my name from flower-beds, vines

Walt Whitman.

  • Date: 1871
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

dusk, near the cotton- wood cottonwood or pekan-trees; Coon-seekers go through the regions of the Red river

Earth of shine and dark, mottling the tide of the river!

the trees of a new purchase; Scorch'd ankle-deep by the hot sand—hauling my boat down the shallow river

from the rocks of the river— swinging and chirping over my head, Calling my name from flower-beds, vines

Walt Whitman

  • Date: 1860–1861
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

dusk, near the cotton- wood cottonwood or pekan-trees, Coon-seekers go through the regions of the Red river

Earth of shine and dark, mottling the tide of the river!

the trees of a new purchase, Scorched ankle-deep by the hot sand—hauling my boat down the shallow river

from the rocks of the river —swinging and chirping over my head, Calling my name from flower-beds, vines

Vocalism.

  • Date: 1881–1882
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

friendship, procrea- tion procreation , prudence, and nakedness, After treading ground and breasting river

Vocalism.

  • Date: 1891–1892
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

friendship, procrea- tion procreation , prudence, and nakedness, After treading ground and breasting river

To You, Whoever You Are

  • Date: 1860–1861
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

These shows of the east and west are tame compared to you, These immense meadows—these interminable rivers

To You.

  • Date: 1871
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

These shows of the east and west are tame, compared to you; These immense meadows—these interminable rivers

To You.

  • Date: 1881–1882
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

These shows of the East and West are tame compared to you, These immense meadows, these interminable rivers

To You.

  • Date: 1891–1892
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

These shows of the East and West are tame compared to you, These immense meadows, these interminable rivers

To Workingmen

  • Date: 1867
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

native thoughts looking through smutch'd faces, Iron-works, forge-fires in the mountains, or by the river-banks—men

To Think of Time.

  • Date: 1881–1882
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

Cold dash of waves at the ferry-wharf, posh and ice in the river, half-frozen mud in the streets, A gray

To Think of Time.

  • Date: 1891–1892
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

Cold dash of waves at the ferry-wharf, posh and ice in the river, half-frozen mud in the streets, A gray

To Oratists.

  • Date: 1871
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

years—after chastity, friendship, procreation, prudence, and nakedness; After treading ground and breasting river

Thoughts 2

  • Date: 1867
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

journeying to live and sing there; Of the Western Sea—of the spread inland between it and the spinal river

Thoughts.

  • Date: 1871
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

journeying to live and sing there; Of the Western Sea—of the spread inland between it and the spinal river

There Was a Child Went Forth.

  • Date: 1871
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

wharves—the huge crossing at the ferries, The village on the highland, seen from afar at sunset— the river

There Was a Child Went Forth.

  • Date: 1881–1882
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

wharves, the huge crossing at the ferries, The village on the highland seen from afar at sunset, the river

There Was a Child Went Forth.

  • Date: 1891–1892
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

wharves, the huge crossing at the ferries, The village on the highland seen from afar at sunset, the river

Sun-Down Poem.

  • Date: 1856
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

FLOOD-TIDE of the river, flow on! I watch you, face to face, Clouds of the west!

like beads on my smallest sights and hearings—on the walk in the street, and the passage over the river

Just as you feel when you look on the river and sky, so I felt, Just as any of you is one of a living

Flow on, river! Flow with the flood-tide, and ebb with the ebb-tide!

Bring your freight, bring your shows, ample and sufficient rivers!

Starting From Paumanok

  • Date: 1867
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

your own shape and countenance—persons, sub- stances substances , beasts, the trees, the running rivers

Mississippian and Arkansian yet with me—and I yet with any of them; Yet upon the plains west of the spinal river—yet

Starting From Paumanok.

  • Date: 1871
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

your own shape and countenance—persons, sub- stances substances , beasts, the trees, the running rivers

Mississippian and Arkansian yet with me—and I yet with any of them; Yet upon the plains west of the spinal river—yet

Starting From Paumanok.

  • Date: 1881–1882
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

See, your own shape and countenance, persons, substances, beasts, the trees, the running rivers, the

Mississippian and Arkansian yet with me, and I yet with any of them, Yet upon the plains west of the spinal river

Starting From Paumanok.

  • Date: 1891–1892
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

See, your own shape and countenance, persons, substances, beasts, the trees, the running rivers, the

Mississippian and Arkansian yet with me, and I yet with any of them, Yet upon the plains west of the spinal river

Song of the Redwood-Tree.

  • Date: 1881–1882
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

para- dises paradises of the Pacific, Populous cities, the latest inventions, the steamers on the rivers

Song of the Redwood-Tree.

  • Date: 1891–1892
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

para- dises paradises of the Pacific, Populous cities, the latest inventions, the steamers on the rivers

Song of the Broad-Axe.

  • Date: 1871
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

sweet potato; Welcome are mountains, flats, sands, forests, prairies; Welcome the rich borders of rivers

friendly gatherings, the characters and fun, Dwellers up north in Minnesota and by the Yellowstone river—dwellers

bridges, vast frameworks, girders, arches; Shapes of the fleets of barges, tows, lake and canal craft, river

Song of the Broad-Axe

  • Date: 1867
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

sweet potato; Welcome are mountains, flats, sands, forests, prairies; Welcome the rich borders of rivers

gatherings, the characters and fun, Dwellers up north in Minnesota and by the Yellow- stone Yellowstone river—dwellers

sleepers of bridges, vast frameworks, girders, arches; Shapes of the fleets of barges, tows, lake craft, river

Song of the Broad-Axe.

  • Date: 1881–1882
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

sweet potato, Welcome are mountains, flats, sands, forests, prairies, Welcome the rich borders of rivers

bridges, vast frameworks, girders, arches, Shapes of the fleets of barges, tows, lake and canal craft, river

Song of the Broad-Axe.

  • Date: 1891–1892
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

sweet potato, Welcome are mountains, flats, sands, forests, prairies, Welcome the rich borders of rivers

bridges, vast frameworks, girders, arches, Shapes of the fleets of barges, tows, lake and canal craft, river

Song of the Banner at Day-Break.

  • Date: 1871
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

brown and spreading land, and the mines below, are ours; And the shores of the sea are ours, and the rivers

Song of the Banner at Daybreak.

  • Date: 1881–1882
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

brown and spreading land, and the mines below, are ours, And the shores of the sea are ours, and the rivers

Song of the Banner at Day-Break

  • Date: 1867
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

brown and spreading land, and the mines below, are ours; And the shores of the sea are ours, and the rivers

Song of the Banner at Daybreak.

  • Date: 1891–1892
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

brown and spreading land, and the mines below, are ours, And the shores of the sea are ours, and the rivers

Song of Myself.

  • Date: 1881–1882
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

fast towards dusk near the cotton-wood or pecan-trees, Coon-seekers go through the regions of the Red river

Earth of shine and dark mottling the tide of the river!

the trees of a new purchase, Scorch'd ankle-deep by the hot sand, hauling my boat down the shallow river

from the rocks of the river, swinging and chirping over my head, Calling my name from flower-beds, vines

Song of Myself.

  • Date: 1891–1892
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

fast towards dusk near the cotton-wood or pecan-trees, Coon-seekers go through the regions of the Red river

Earth of shine and dark mottling the tide of the river!

the trees of a new purchase, Scorch'd ankle-deep by the hot sand, hauling my boat down the shallow river

from the rocks of the river, swinging and chirping over my head, Calling my name from flower-beds, vines

A Song of Joys.

  • Date: 1881–1882
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

O boating on the rivers, The voyage down the St.

A Song of Joys.

  • Date: 1891–1892
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

O boating on the rivers, The voyage down the St.

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