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Search : of captain, my captain!
Work title : A Song For Occupations

47 results

Leaves of Grass (1881–1882)

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

WHEN LILACS LAST IN THE DOORYARD BLOOM'D . . . 255 O CAPTAIN, MY CAPTAIN . . . . . . . . 262 HUSH'D BE

O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN! O CAPTAIN! my Captain!

O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. O Captain!

my Captain!

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

Leaves of Grass (1891–1892)

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

WHEN LILACS LAST IN THE DOORYARD BLOOM'D . . . 255 O CAPTAIN, MY CAPTAIN . . . . . . . . 262 HUSH'D BE

O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN! O CAPTAIN! my Captain!

O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. O Captain!

my Captain!

or "To the Leaven'd Soil they Trod," Or "Captain! My Captain!"

Leaves of Grass (1867)

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

Now I laugh content, for I hear the voice of my little captain,(says my grandmother's father;) We have

my Captain!

O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN! 1 O CAPTAIN! my captain!

Leave you not the little spot, Where on the deck my captain lies.

Fallen cold and dead. 2 O captain! my captain!

Leaves of Grass (1855)

  • Date: 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

We closed with him . . . . the yards entangled . . . . the cannon touched, My captain lashed fast with

I laughed content when I heard the voice of my little captain, We have not struck, he composedly cried

Only three guns were in use, One was directed by the captain himself against the enemy's mainmast, Two

Serene stood the little captain, He was not hurried . . . . his voice was neither high nor low, His eyes

Then the mechanics take him for a mechanic, And the soldiers suppose him to be a captain . . . . and

women

  • Date: Between about 1854 and 1860
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

whom we knew not before Then the great authors take him for an author And the great soldiers for a captain

O laugh when my eyes settle the land The imagery and phrasing of these lines bears some resemblance to

and dwells serenely behind it.— When out of a feast I eat bread only corn and roast potatoes fo for my

dinner, through my own voluntary choice it is very well and I much content, but if some arrogant head

inspiration . . . . the beating of my heart . . . . the passing of blood and air through my lungs.

The Great Laws do not

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

.— I rate myself high—I receive no small sums; I must have my full price—whoever enjoys me.

I feel satisfied my visit will be worthy of me and of my Hosts and Favorites; I leave it to them how

appeared in two of the poems in that edition, eventually titled "A Song for Occupations" and "Who Learns My

Annotations Text:

appeared in two of the poems in that edition, eventually titled "A Song for Occupations" and "Who Learns My

in the eleventh poem of the first (1855) edition of Leaves of Grass, ultimately titled "Who Learns My

I will have my own whoever enjoys me, / I will be even with you, and you shall be even with me" (1855

Leaves of Grass (1856)

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

We closed with him, the yards entangled, the can- non cannon touched, My captain lashed fast with his

I laughed content when I heard the voice of my little captain, We have not struck, he composedly cried

Only three guns were in use, One was directed by the captain himself against the enemy's main-mast, Two

Serene stood the little captain, He was not hurried, his voice was neither high nor low, His eyes gave

riddled and slowly sinking, prepara- tions preparations to pass to the one we had conquered, The captain

Leaves of Grass (1871)

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

We closed with him—the yards entangled—the can- non cannon touch'd; My captain lash'd fast with his own

Now I laugh content, for I hear the voice of my little captain, We have not struck, he composedly cries

Only three guns are in use; One is directed by the captain himself against the ene- my's enemy's main-mast

Serene stands the little captain; He is not hurried—his voice is neither high nor low; His eyes give

The black ship, mail'd with iron, her mighty guns in her turrets—but the pluck of the captain and engineers

Leaves of Grass (1860–1861)

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

We closed with him—the yards entangled—the cannon touched, My captain lashed fast with his own hands.

I laughed content when I heard the voice of my little captain, We have not struck, he composedly cried

Only three guns were in use, One was directed by the captain himself against the enemy's main-mast, Two

Serene stood the little captain, He was not hurried—his voice was neither high nor low, His eyes gave

Then the mechanics take him for a mechanic, And the soldiers suppose him to be a captain, and the sailors

Priests

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

Until you can explain a paving stone, to every ones my perfect satisfaction O Priests , do not try to

Annotations Text:

. / I intend to reach them my hand and make as much of them as I do of men and women" (1855, p. 64).;

See in particular the lines: "The supernatural of no account . . . . myself waiting my time to be one

I cannot guess what the

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Annotations Text:

The Great Laws do not" also includes draft lines that appeared in the poem later titled "Who Learns My

The Great Laws do not treasure chips

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
Text:

the poems in the 1855 edition of Leaves of Grass, later titled A Song for Occupations and Who Learns My

Living Pictures

  • Date: Before 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Annotations Text:

The first several lines of the poem were published in 1880 as "My Picture-Gallery.

The most perfect wonders of

  • Date: 1850s
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Annotations Text:

See, for instance: "I take my place among you as much as among any," (1855, p. 48); "Nor do I understand

I know as well as

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

Bibles i are divine revelations of God But I know say that any each leaf of grass and every hair of my

compiled composed is not august enough to dent endow answer tally a leaf of grass the partition of in my

Annotations Text:

. / I intend to reach them my hand and make as much of them as I do of men and women" (1855, p. 64).;

Do I not prove myself

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Annotations Text:

See in particular the lines: "The supernatural of no account . . . . myself waiting my time to be one

Talbot Wilson

  • Date: Between 1847 and 1854
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

as two—as my soul and I; and I gu reckon it is the same with all oth men and women.— I know that my

trousers around my boots, and my cuffs back from my wrists and go among the rough drivers and boatmen

I tell you just as beautiful to die; For I take my death with the dying And my birth with the new-born

lips, to the palms of my hands, and whatever my hands hold.

hands, and my head my head mocked with a prickly I am here after I remember crucifixion and bloody coronation

Priests!

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
Text:

. / I intend to reach them my hand and make as much of them as I do of men and women" (1855, p. 64).

See in particular the lines: "The supernatural of no account . . . . myself waiting my time to be one

Review of Leaves of Grass (1855)

  • Date: 22 March 1856
  • Creator(s): Anonymous
Text:

I cannot tell how my ankles bend . . . . nor whence the cause of my faintest wish, Nor the cause of the

To walk up my stoop is unaccountable . . . . I pause to consider if it really be.

My voice goes after what my eyes cannot reach, With the twirl of my tongue I encompass worlds and volumes

Speech is the twin of my vision . . . . it is unequal to measure itself.

I merely stir, press, feel with my fingers, and am happy, To touch my person to some one else's is about

[Fa]bles, traditions

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

do not procreate like men; all of them and all existing creeds grows not so much of God as I grow in my

moustache, And I am myself waiting my time to be a God; I think I h shall do as much good and be as

pure and prodigious, and do as much good as any; — And when my do, I am, do you suppose it will please

wriggles through the world mankind and hides under helmets and it is not beloved never loved or believed.— My

Annotations Text:

See in particular the lines: "The supernatural of no account . . . . myself waiting my time to be one

And to me each minute

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

sings as well as I, because although she reads no newspaper; never learned the gamut; And to shake my

Annotations Text:

The first lines of the notebook poem were revised and published as "My Picture-Gallery" in The American

you know how

  • Date: 1855 or before
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

. * shall uncage in my breast a thousand armed great winged broad‑ wide‑winged strengths and unknown

I want that untied tenor, clean and fresh as the Creation, whose vast pure volume floods my soul.

paces and powers, uncage in my heart a thousand new strengths, and unknown ardors and terrible —making

furious than hail hail and lightning. that leap lulling me drowsily with honeyed uncaging waking in my

likely relates to the following lines, from the poem that would be titled "Song of Myself": "I open my

Review of Poems by Walt Whitman

  • Date: 25 April 1868
  • Creator(s): Marston, John
Text:

do I not see my love fluttering out there among the breakers?

Loud I call to you, my love!

who I am, my love.

Hither, my love! Here I am! Here!

But my love no more, no more with me! We two together no more!

My Spirit sped back to

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

My Soul Spirit was curious and sped back to the beginning, sped back returned to the times when the earth

eternally; And devise themselves to this spot place These States and this hour, Again But yet still my

My Spirit sped back to

Carol of Occupations.

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

CAROL OF OCCUPATIONS. 1 COME closer to me; Push close, my lovers, and take the best I possess!

Neither a servant nor a master am I; I take no sooner a large price than a small price—I will have my

become so for your sake; If you remember your foolish and outlaw'd deeds, do you think I cannot remember my

are; I am this day just as much in love with them as you; Then I am in love with you, and with all my

List close, my scholars dear!

To Workingmen

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

To Workingmen TO WORKINGMEN. 1 COME closer to me; Push close, my lovers, and take the best I possess;

Neither a servant nor a master am I; I take no sooner a large price than a small price—I will have my

become so for your sake; If you remember your foolish and outlaw'd deeds, do you think I cannot remember my

are; I am this day just as much in love with them as you; Then I am in love with you, and with all my

List close, my scholars dear!

Cluster: Chants Democratic and Native American. (1860)

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

Have you studied out MY LAND, its idioms and men?

What is this you bring my America? Is it uniform with my country?

in your and my name, the Present time.

Open mouth of my Soul, uttering gladness, Eyes of my Soul, seeing perfection, Natural life of me, faithfully

To prepare for sleep, for bed—to look on my rose- colored flesh, To be conscious of my body, so amorous

"Leaves of Grass"

  • Date: September 1887
  • Creator(s): Lewin, Walter
Text:

Me, ruthless and devilish as any, that my wrists are not chain'd with iron or my ankles with iron?

do I exclude you, Not till the waters refuse to glisten for you and the leaves to rustle for you, do my

"The chief end I purpose to myself in all my labours," wrote Dean Swift, "is to vex the world rather

and flows": "This day, before dawn, I ascended a hill and look'd at the crowded heaven, And I said to my

And my spirit said ' No .'"

Annotations Text:

suddenly,—reservedly, with a beautiful paucity of communication, even silently, such was its effect on my

Walt Whitman

  • Date: 4 July 1868
  • Creator(s): Anonymous
Text:

; Or rude in my home in Dakotah's woods, my diet meat, my drink from the spring; Or withdrawn to muse

He even dates from the United States era; in 1856, he writes: In the Year 80 of the States, My tongue

place, with my own day, here.

List close, my scholars dear!

I approached him, gave my name and reason for searching him out, and asked him if he did not find the

The regular old followers

  • Date: Between 1853 and 1855
Text:

of the poem (not including this line) were revised and published in The American in October 1880 as My

A Song for Occupations.

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

Neither a servant nor a master I, I take no sooner a large price than a small price, I will have my own

become so for your sake, If you remember your foolish and outlaw'd deeds, do you think I cannot remember my

are, I am this day just as much in love with them as you, Then I am in love with You, and with all my

List close my scholars dear, Doctrines, politics and civilization exurge from you, Sculpture and monuments

friendly companions, I intend to reach them my hand, and make as much of them as I do of men and women

A Song for Occupations.

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

Neither a servant nor a master I, I take no sooner a large price than a small price, I will have my own

become so for your sake, If you remember your foolish and outlaw'd deeds, do you think I cannot remember my

are, I am this day just as much in love with them as you, Then I am in love with You, and with all my

List close my scholars dear, Doctrines, politics and civilization exurge from you, Sculpture and monuments

friendly companions, I intend to reach them my hand, and make as much of them as I do of men and women

Review of Leaves of Grass (1855)

  • Date: 1 April 1856
  • Creator(s): Anonymous
Text:

I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.

As every one is immortal, I know it is wonderful; but my eyesight is equally wonderful, and how I was

conceived in my mother's womb is equally wonderful.

I depart as air, I shake my white locks at the runaway I effuse my flesh in eddies, and drift it in lacy

All I mark as my own you shall offset it with your own, Else it were time lost listening to me.

My Spirit sped back to

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
Text:

My Spirit sped back to

You there

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

Open your mouth gums my pardy, that I put send blow grit in you with one a breath ; Spread your palms

Leaves of Grass, "Come Closer to Me,"

  • Date: 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

COME closer to me, Push close my lovers and take the best I possess, Yield closer and closer and give

I will have my own whoever enjoys me, I will be even with you, and you shall be even with me.

become so for your sake; If you remember your foolish and outlawed deeds, do you think I cannot remember my

am this day just as much in love with them as you, But I am eternally in love with you and with all my

friendly companions, I intend to reach them my hand and make as much of them as I do of men and women

Chants Democratic

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

COME closer to me, Push closer, my lovers, and take the best I possess, Yield closer and closer, and

Neither a servant nor a master am I, I take no sooner a large price than a small price— I will have my

become so for your sake, If you remember your foolish and outlawed deeds, do you think I cannot remember my

are, I am this day just as much in love with them as you, Then I am in love with you, and with all my

friendly companions, I intend to reach them my hand, and make as much of them as I do of men and women

Poem of the Daily Work of the Workmen and Workwomen of These States.

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

COME closer to me, Push close, my lovers, and take the best I possess, Yield closer and closer, and give

Neither a servant nor a master am I, I take no sooner a large price than a small price —I will have my

become so for your sake, If you remember your foolish and outlawed deeds, do you think I cannot remember my

this day just as much in love with them as you, Then I am eternally in love with you, and with all my

friendly companions, I intend to reach them my hand, and make as much of them as I do of men and women

Walt Whitman's Poems

  • Date: December 1875
  • Creator(s): Bayne, Peter
Text:

I beat and pound for the dead; I blow through my embouchures my loudest and gayest for them.

white locks at the runaway sun; I effuse my flesh in eddies, and drift it in lacy jags."

It seems to me more than all the print I have read in my life."

"Between my knees my forehead was,— My lips, drawn in, said not, Alas!

My hair was over in the grass, My naked ears heard the day pass."

The crowds naked in the

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

Can my your sight behold them as with oysters eyes?

Asia

  • Date: About 1855 or 1856
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

am a Russ, An arctic sailor traversing I traverse the sea of Kara A Kamskatkan Kamchatkan drawn on my

Whitman, Poet and Seer

  • Date: 22 January 1882
  • Creator(s): G. E. M.
Text:

His text is—and it is a stalwart text: "I stand in my place, with my own day, here!" II.

"I resist anything better than my own diversity," he says.

Clifford in his essay on "Cosmic Emotion:" "I open my scuttle at night and see the far-sprinkled far-

"My sun has his sun, and round him obediently wheels, He joins with his partners a group of superior

Hence from my shuddering sight to never more return that Show of blacken'd mutilated corpses!

I know a rich capitalist

  • Date: Between about 1854 and 1860
Text:

first several lines of that poem (not including the line in question) were revised and published as My

The Poetry of the Period

  • Date: October 1869
  • Creator(s): Austin, Alfred
Text:

"In the year 80 of the States, My tongue, every atom of my blood, formed from this soil, this air, Born

"Take my leaves, America! take them South, and take them North! Surround them, East and West!

"O my comrade! O you and me at last, and us two only! O to level occupations and the sexes!

If he worships any particular thing, he says it shall be "some of the spread of my own body."

One long passage commences thus: "O my body!

I know a rich capitalist

  • Date: Between about 1854 and 1860
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

first poem of the 1855 edition of Leaves of Grass , later called "Song of Myself": "I do not trouble my

The first several lines of the notebook (not including this line) were revised and published as "My Picture-Gallery

just granting his request, with great commiseration, when an old lady from the gallery cries out "O my

The regular old followers

  • Date: Between 1853 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

to the President at his levee, / And he says Good day my brother, to Cudge that hoes in the sugarfield

of the poem (not including this line) were revised and published in The American in October 1880 as "My

Do you know what music

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

with me about God; I can yet just begin to comprehend nothing more wonderful than so tremendous as my

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