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Note Book Walt Whitman The notes describing "the first after Osiris" were likely derived from information
in it— from himself he reflects his the fashion of his gods and all his religion and politics and books
great authors and schools, / A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books
The few who write the books and preach the sermons and keep the schools— I do not think ther are they
the sun and moon, and men and women—do you think nothing more is to be made of than storekeeping and books
wandering savage, / A farmer, mechanic, or artist . . . . a gentleman, sailor, lover or quaker, / A prisoner
There are many great painters—they paint scenes from the books, and illustrate from what the romancer
WHEN I READ THE BOOK.
Let the prison-keepers be put in prison! Let those that were prisoners take the keys! (Say!
The blind sleep, and the deaf and dumb sleep, The prisoner sleeps well in the prison—the run-away son
book-words! what are you?
17 All the hapless silent lovers, All the prisoners in the prisons, all the righteous and the wicked,
A single glance of it mocks all the investigations of man and all the instruments and books of the earth
season of every year of your life, re examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book
My words are words of a questioning, and to indicate reality; This printed and bound book . . . . but
The blind sleep, and the deaf and dumb sleep, The prisoner sleeps well in the prison . . . . the runaway
or man that has been in prison or is likely to be in prison?
I become any presence or truth of humanity here, And see myself in prison shaped like another man, And
I see the menials of the earth, laboring, I see the prisoners in the prisons, I see the defective human
or man that has been in prison, or is likely to be in prison? 15 — Clef Poem.
The blind sleep, and the deaf and dumb sleep, The prisoner sleeps well in the prison, the run- away runaway
Let the prison-keepers be put in prison! Let those that were prisoners take the keys! (Say!
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!
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
Perfume this book of mine O blood-red roses! Lave subtly with your waters every line Potomac!
THIS is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless, Away from books, away from art, the day erased
Let the prison-keepers be put in prison! Let those that were prisoners take the keys! (Say!
Let books take the place of trees, animals, rivers, clouds!
or man that has been in prison, or is likely to be in prison? 4.
book, It is a man, flushed and full-blooded—it is I—So long!
The blind sleep, and the deaf and dumb sleep, The prisoner sleeps well in the prison—the run- away runaway
Perfume this book of mine O blood-red roses! Lave subtly with your waters every line Potomac!
THIS is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless, Away from books, away from art, the day erased
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
which a new edition has just been issued, not because we accept it as a just critical estimate of that book
The book is, perhaps, the most astounding one of the age.
There is an immense sense of space in the book.
Wherever she appears in the book, she appears augustly. She is the matrix of all.
WHITMAN'S book may not be understood at all for a long time.
our chief chivalric epic, the Faerie Queene , should set before itself as the general end of all the book
of any class of men, disposed to be antagonistic to any, it is to those whose lives are spent among books
But in New York their author saw nothing except "a great place for cheap books, and a big den of small
But in New York their author saw nothing except "a great place for cheap books, and a big den of small
Leaves , a larger edition appeared, and that again is followed by a third and still more pretentious book
The egotism of the book is amusing. Mr.
It is the title of a book that has been challenged by the conservers of public morals as unfit to be
As usual in such cases, the reaction increased the demand for the book to such an extent that several
The book is full of such salt-sea breezes of expression as these: O the joy of a manly selfhood!
And is there nothing in the book to condemn?
A morning glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books."