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Work title : I Hear It Was Charged Against Me

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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

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

Leaves of Grass (1860–1861)

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

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

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!

Leaves of Grass (1867)

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

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,

Cluster: Calamus. (1860)

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

For it is not for what I have put into it that I have written this book, Nor is it by reading it you

drops, Candid, from me falling—drip, bleeding drops, From wounds made to free you whence you were prisoned

how unfaltering, how affectionate and faithful they were, Then I am pensive—I hastily put down the book

library, Nor reminiscence of any deed of courage, for America, Nor literary success, nor intellect—nor book

for the book-shelf; Only these carols, vibrating through the air, I leave, For comrades and lovers.

The Poetry of Democracy: Walt Whitman

  • Date: July 1871
  • Creator(s): Dowden, Edward
Text:

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

Annotations Text:

But in New York their author saw nothing except "a great place for cheap books, and a big den of small

Cluster: Calamus. (1867)

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

For it is not for what I have put into it that I have written this book, Nor is it by reading it you

how unfaltering, how affectionate and faithful they were, Then I am pensive—I hastily put down the book

library, Nor reminiscence of any deed of courage, for America, Nor literary success, nor intellect—nor book

for the book-shelf; Only a few carols, vibrating through the air, I leave, For comrades and lovers.

Cluster: Calamus. (1871)

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

For it is not for what I have put into it that I have written this book, Nor is it by reading it you

library, Nor reminiscence of any deed of courage, for America, Nor literary success, nor intellect—nor book

for the book-shelf; Only a few carols, vibrating through the air, I leave, For comrades and lovers.

Cluster: Calamus. (1891)

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

For it is not for what I have put into it that I have written this book, Nor is it by reading it you

library, Nor reminiscence of any deed of courage for America, Nor literary success nor intellect, nor book

for the book-shelf, But a few carols vibrating through the air I leave, For comrades and lovers.

Cluster: Calamus. (1881)

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

For it is not for what I have put into it that I have written this book, Nor is it by reading it you

library, Nor reminiscence of any deed of courage for America, Nor literary success nor intellect, nor book

for the book-shelf, But a few carols vibrating through the air I leave, For comrades and lovers.

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