Skip to main content

Search Results

Filter by:

Date


Dates in both fields not required
Entering in only one field Searches
Year, Month, & Day Single day
Year & Month Whole month
Year Whole year
Month & Day 1600-#-# to 2100-#-#
Month 1600-#-1 to 2100-#-31
Day 1600-01-# to 2100-12-#

Work title

See more
Search : harry potter and the prisoner of azkaban book pdf
Work title : As I Ponderd In Silence

10 results

As I Ponder'd in Silence.

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

I answer'd, I too, haughty Shade, also sing war—and a longer and greater one than any, Waged in my book

Leaves of Grass (1871)

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

WHEN I READ THE BOOK.

I see the menials of the earth, laboring; I see the prisoners in the prisons; I see the defective human

The blind sleep, and the deaf and dumb sleep, The prisoner sleeps well in the prison—the run-away son

17 All the hapless silent lovers, All the prisoners in the prisons, all the righteous and the wicked,

let the prison- keepers prison-keepers be put in prison!

Cluster: Inscriptions. (1871)

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

I answer'd, I too, haughty Shade, also sing war—and a longer and greater one than any, Waged in my book

for you I fold it here, in every leaf;) Speed on, my Book!

WHEN I READ THE BOOK.

WHEN I read the book, the biography famous, And is this, then, (said I,) what the author calls a man's

Merged in its spirit I and mine—as the contest hinged on thee, As a wheel on its axis turns, this Book

Leaves of Grass (1891–1892)

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

WHEN I READ THE BOOK.

I see all the menials of the earth, laboring, I see all the prisoners in the prisons, I see the defective

All the hapless silent lovers, All the prisoners in the prisons, all the righteous and the wicked, All

The blind sleep, and the deaf and dumb sleep, The prisoner sleeps well in the prison, the runaway son

be put in prison—let those that were prisoners take the keys; Let them that distrust birth and death

Cluster: Inscriptions. (1891)

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

I answer'd, I too haughty Shade also sing war, and a longer and greater one than any, Waged in my book

Then falter not O book, fulfil fulfill your destiny, You not a reminiscence of the land alone, You too

soldiers not for itself alone, Far, far more stood silently waiting behind, now to advance in this book

WHEN I READ THE BOOK.

I have made, The words of my book nothing, the drift of it every thing, A book separate, not link'd

As I Ponder'd in Silence.

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

I answer'd, I too haughty Shade also sing war, and a longer and greater one than any, Waged in my book

As I Ponder'd in Silence.

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

I answered, I too haughty Shade also sing war, and a longer and greater one than any, Waged in my book

Cluster: Inscriptions. (1881)

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

I answered, I too haughty Shade also sing war, and a longer and greater one than any, Waged in my book

Then falter not O book, fulfil fulfill your destiny, You not a reminiscence of the land alone, You too

soldiers not for itself alone, Far, far more stood silently waiting behind, now to advance in this book

WHEN I READ THE BOOK.

I have made, The words of my book nothing, the drift of it every thing, A book separate, not link'd

Leaves of Grass (1881–1882)

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

WHEN I READ THE BOOK.

All the hapless silent lovers, All the prisoners in the prisons, all the righteous and the wicked, All

book-words! what are you?

The blind sleep, and the deaf and dumb sleep, The prisoner sleeps well in the prison, the runaway son

be put in prison—let those that were prisoners take the keys; Let them that distrust birth and death

The Poetry of the Future

  • Date: 19 January 1882
  • Creator(s): Anonymous
Text:

we neglected to protest, on the very threshold of the subject, against the coarse filthiness of the book

We are not sure that the book is not amenable to the laws against sending obscene literature through

The plea that the book is "literature" does not excuse such unmitigated and indefensible nastiness as

To write such a book and send it forth to the world with a complacent smirk required great courage—or

this volume: I too haughty Shade also sing war, and a longer and greater one than any, Waged in my book

Back to top