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shall see how I stump clergymen, and confound them, / You shall see me showing a scarlet tomato, and a white
anticipate the following lines in the preface to the 1855 : "Little or big, learned or unlearned, white
body and lie in the coffin" (1855, p. 72). + The sepulchre Observing the shroud The sepulchre and the white
Democratic" poem of the 1860 edition of eventually titled "Our Old Feuillage," in which Whitman writes of "White
T bluey spoon-drift, like a white race-horse of brine, speeds before me This section bears some resemblance
The village on the highland, seen from afar at sunset—the sun sh ining on the red white or brown gables
red, white or brown the ferry boat ever plying forever and ever over the river This passage was used
shall see how I stump clergymen, and confound them, / You shall see me showing a scarlet tomato, and a white
shall see how I stump clergymen, and confound them, / You shall see me showing a scarlet tomato, and a white
shall see how I stump clergymen, and confound them, / You shall see me showing a scarlet tomato, and a white
The early lilacs became part of this child, And grass, and white and red morning-glories, and white and
pass up or down, white-sail'd schooners, sloops, lighters! Flaunt away, flags of all nations!
What is that little black thing I see there in the white? Loud! loud! loud!
Let the white person tread the black person under his heel! (Say!
We, loose winrows, little corpses, Froth, snowy white, and bubbles, (See!
The young men float on their backs, their white bellies swell to the sun . . . . they do not ask who
I shake my white locks at the runaway sun, I effuse my flesh in eddies and drift it in lacy jags.
I see his white body . . . .
white- blow white-blow and delirious juice, Bridegroom-night of love working surely and softly into the
The early lilacs became part of this child, And grass, and white and red morningglories, and white and
sum of all known value and respect I add up in you whoever you are; The President is up there in the White
All architecture is what you do to it when you look upon it; Did you think it was in the white or gray
fruitstand . . . . the beef on the butcher's stall, The bread and cakes in the bakery . . . . the white
The sum of all known reverence I add up in you, whoever you are; The President is there in the White
All architecture is what you do to it when you look upon it; (Did you think it was in the white or gray
the stumpy bars of pig-iron, the strong, clean-shaped T-rail for railroads; Oil-works, silk-works, white-lead-works
spread your white sails, my little bark, athwart the imperious waves!
The early lilacs became part of this child, And grass, and white and red morning-glories, and white and
Heard who sprang in crimson youth from the white froth and the water-blue. Behold a woman!
Let the white person again tread the black person under his heel! (Say!
ah my woolly white and crim- son crimson ! Ah to sing the song of you, my matron mighty!
spread your white sails my little bark athwart the imperious waves, Chant on, sail on, bear o'er the
pass up or down, white-sail'd schooners, sloops, lighters! Flaunt away, flags of all nations!
What is that little black thing I see there in the white? Loud! loud! loud!
The early lilacs became part of this child, And grass and white and red morning-glories, and white and
Sister of loftiest gods, Alboni's self I hear.) 4 I hear those odes, symphonies, operas, I hear in the William
you. 4 The sum of all known reverence I add up in you whoever you are, The President is there in the White
All architecture is what you do to it when you look upon it, (Did you think it was in the white or gray
bars of pig-iron, the strong clean-shaped T-rail for rail- roads railroads , Oil-works, silk-works, white-lead-works
Let the white person tread the black person under his heel! (Say!
We, loose winrows, little corpses, Froth, snowy white, and bubbles, (See!
The early lilacs became part of this child, And grass, and white and red morning-glories, and white and
you white or black owners of slaves! You owned persons, dropping sweat-drops or blood- drops!
pass up or down, white-sailed schooners, sloops, lighters! Flaunt away, flags of all nations!
I see not merely that you are polite or white-faced, married, single, citizens of old States, citizens
The sum of all known reverence I add up in you, whoever you are, The President is there in the White
All architecture is what you do to it when you look upon it, Did you think it was in the white or gray
the stumpy bars of pig-iron, the strong clean-shaped T rail for railroads, Oil-works, silk-works, white-lead-works
the old response, Take what I have then, (saying fain,) take the pay you approached for, Take the white
I see not merely that you are polite or white-faced, married, single, citizens of old States, citizens
The sum of all known reverence I add up in you, whoever you are, The President is there in the White
All architecture is what you do to it when you look upon it, Did you think it was in the white or gray
Let the white person tread the black person under his heel! (Say!
you. 4 The sum of all known reverence I add up in you whoever you are, The President is there in the White
All architecture is what you do to it when you look upon it, (Did you think it was in the white or gray
bars of pig-iron, the strong clean-shaped T-rail for rail- roads railroads , Oil-works, silk-works, white-lead-works
The sum of all known reverence I add up in you, whoever you are; The President is there in the White
All architecture is what you do to it when you look upon it; (Did you think it was in the white or gray
the stumpy bars of pig-iron, the strong, clean-shaped T-rail for railroads; Oil-works, silk-works, white-lead-works
you white or black owners of slaves! You owned persons dropping sweat-drops or blood-drops!
pass up or down, white-sailed schooners, sloops, lighters! Flaunt away, flags of all nations!
The early lilacs became part of this child, And grass, and white and red morning-glories, and white and
Let the white person tread the black person under his heel! (Say!
William Good, Antwerp. ☞ Any communication by mail, for the author of Leaves of Grass, can be directed
I see not merely that you are polite or white-faced, married, single, citizens of old states, citizens
The sum of all known reverence I add up in you, whoever you are, The President is there in the White
All architecture is what you do to it when you look upon it, Did you think it was in the white or gray
bars of pig-iron, the strong clean-shaped T rail for rail- roads railroads , Oil-works, silk-works, white-lead-works
pass up or down, white-sail'd schooners, sloops, lighters! Flaunt away, flags of all nations!
What is that little black thing I see there in the white? Loud! loud! loud!
The early lilacs became part of this child, And grass and white and red morning-glories, and white and
Sister of loftiest gods, Alboni's self I hear.) 4 I hear those odes, symphonies, operas, I hear in the William
In calculating that decision, William O'Connor and Dr. Bucke are far more peremptory than I am.
Selected and edited by William Michael Rossetti (Hotten.)
the stumpy bars of pig-iron, the strong, clean-shaped T-rail for railroads; Oil-works, silk-works, white-lead-works
What is that little black thing I see there in the white? Loud! loud! loud!
William Makepeace Thackeray (1811–1863), English novelist, best known for his satirical novel Vanity
Harold Williams. Vol. III. London: Oxford UP, 1963. 102-105.
Sidgwick and William Clifford were both members of "The Apostles," the famous elite literary society
exceptions whose appreciation distinguishes the thinker from the dogmatist: intense black and glaring white
and all hearts thrill at the thought of murdered Naboth and his sons, and of Lear hanging over the white
Here goes:— "Oil-works, silk-works, white-lead works, the sugar-house, steam-saws, the grist-mills, and
Scottish poet (1777–1844), writer of the long narrative poem Gertrude of Wyoming William Morris, "The
In the 1870s, William Tweed, a New York politician, became implicated in a scandal involving the disappearance
William Bell Scott , a name perhaps not very familiar to most of our readers, but which Mr.
William Bell Scott, British poet and artist, introduced Rossetti to the 1855 Leaves of Grass.
fruitstand . . . . . . the beef on the butcher's stall, The bread and cakes in the bakery . . . . . . the white
I depart as air, I shake my white locks at the runaway I effuse my flesh in eddies, and drift it in lacy
Little or big, learned or unlearned, white or black, legal or illegal, sick or well, from the first inspiration
The sum of all known reverence I add up in you, whoever you are; The President is there in the White
afar at sunset—the river between, Shadows, aureola and mist, light falling on roofs and gables of white
Selected and edited by William Michael Rossetti Hotten: Piccadilly.
Thomas Bowdler (1754-1825) was an English physician who famously published an expurgated edition of William
the mass:— "All architecture is what you do to it when you look upon it; Did you think it was in the white
shall see how I stump clergymen, and confound them, / You shall see me showing a scarlet tomato, and a white