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Work title : For You O Democracy

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Leaves of Grass (1871)

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

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 269 The Centenarian's Story

List to the story as my grandmother's father, the sailor, told it to me.

is but a part.

THE CENTENARIAN'S STORY. VOLUNTEER OF 1861-2.

It is well—a lesson like that, always comes good; I must copy the story, and send it eastward and west

A Song.

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

I will make divine magnetic lands, With the love of comrades, With the life-long love of comrades. 2

A Song

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

I will make divine magnetic lands, With the love of comrades, With the life-long love of comrades. 2

Leaves of Grass (1867)

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

List to the story as my grandmother's father, the sailor, told it to me.

is but a part.

2. TEARS! tears! tears!

2.

THE CENTENARIAN'S STORY.

Leaves of Grass (1881–1882)

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

image (203) but that page image is now there. fixed italics for section titles in "The Centenarian's Story

2 Souls of men and women!

THE CENTENARIAN'S STORY.

2 Come forward O my soul, and let the rest retire, Listen, lose not, it is toward thee they tend, Parting

, To think that we are now here and bear our part. 2 Not a day passes, not a minute or second without

Leaves of Grass (1891–1892)

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

PAGE VIRGINIA—THE WEST . . . . . . . . 230 CITY OF SHIPS . . . . . . . . . . 230 THE CENTENARIAN'S STORY

2 Souls of men and women!

THE CENTENARIAN'S STORY.

2 Come forward O my soul, and let the rest retire, Listen, lose not, it is toward thee they tend, Parting

, To think that we are now here and bear our part. 2 Not a day passes, not a minute or second without

Cluster: Calamus. (1871)

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

I will make divine magnetic lands, With the love of comrades, With the life-long love of comrades. 2

brown hands, and the silent manner of me, without charm; Yet comes one, a Manhattanese, and ever at parting

—No; But I record of two simple men I saw to-day, on the pier, in the midst of the crowd, parting the

part- ing parting of dear friends; The one to remain hung on the other's neck, and pas- sionately passionately

Walt Whitman

  • Date: 8 June 1867
  • Creator(s): Anonymous
Text:

with the addition of a work containing much that has not been before printed, entitled "Songs before Parting

show :— "I believe in the flesh and the appetites; Seeing, hearing, feeling, are miracles, and each part

his antecedents here being a race of farmers and mechanics, silent, good-natured, playing no high part

On his trip to and from that city he made it a point penetrate various parts of the West and South-west

Cluster: Calamus. (1867)

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

I will make divine magnetic lands, With the love of comrades, With the life-long love of comrades. 2

and the silent manner of me, with- out without charm; Yet comes one, a Manhattanese, and ever at parting

—No; But I record of two simple men I saw to-day, on the pier, in the midst of the crowd, parting the

part- ing parting of dear friends; The one to remain hung on the other's neck, and pas- sionately passionately

Cluster: Calamus. (1891)

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

My brown hands and the silent manner of me without charm; Yet comes one a Manhattanese and ever at parting

—no; But merely of two simple men I saw to-day on the pier in the midst of the crowd, parting the parting

Cluster: Calamus. (1881)

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

My brown hands and the silent manner of me without charm; Yet comes one a Manhattanese and ever at parting

—no; But merely of two simple men I saw to-day on the pier in the midst of the crowd, parting the parting

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