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Work title : Laws For Creations

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Walt Whitman's Poems

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

If I worship one thing more than another it shall be the spread of my own body or any part of it."

Parting track'd by arriving—perpetual payment of perpetual loan, Rich, showering rain, and recompense

Here is part of a birds-eye view with which he favours us of sailors and their doings throughout the

more truly human not to speak of, than to speak of (such speech producing self-consciousness, whereas part

Had Whitman ventured upon the hundredth part of his grossness in the camp of the Greeks, he would have

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

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 (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

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 (1860–1861)

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

updated work associations for "Chants Democratic-6" ("You just maturing youth")," "Leaves of Grass-2"

2* Lands where the northwest Columbia winds, and where the southwest Colorado winds!

is but a part.

vouchsafe to me what has yet been vouchsafed to none—Tell me the whole story, Tell me what you would

I SAY whatever tastes sweet to the most perfect per- son person , that is finally right. 2.

Cluster: Leaves of Grass. (1867)

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

spans them, and always has spann'd, and shall forever span them, and com- pactly compactly hold them. 2.

Cluster: Chants Democratic and Native American. (1860)

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

I am your poet, because I am part of you; O days by-gone! Enthusiasts! Antecedents!

I swear I dare not shirk any part of myself, Not any part of America, good or bad, Not my body—not friendship

is for my sake, I take you to be mine, you beautiful, terrible, rude forms. 11* CHANTS DEMOCRATIC. 2.

Recall ages—One age is but a part—ages are but a part; Recall the angers, bickerings, delusions, superstitions

Have I forgotten any part? Come to me, whoever and whatever, till I give you recognition.

Cluster: Autumn Rivulets. (1891)

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

boundless summer growths, O lavish brown parturient earth—O infinite teeming womb, A song to narrate thee. 2

my spade through the sod and turn it up underneath, I am sure I shall expose some of the foul meat. 2

What is prudence is indivisible, Declines to separate one part of life from every part, Divides not the

and the armed guards, who ceas'd their pacing, Making the hearer's pulses stop for ecstasy and awe. 2

thou walk'dst thy years in barter, 'mid the haunts of brokers, Nor heroism thine, nor war, nor glory. 2

Cluster: Autumn Rivulets. (1881)

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

boundless summer growths, O lavish brown parturient earth—O infinite teeming womb, A song to narrate thee. 2

my spade through the sod and turn it up underneath, I am sure I shall expose some of the foul meat. 2

What is prudence is indivisible, Declines to separate one part of life from every part, Divides not the

and the armed guards, who ceas'd their pacing, Making the hearer's pulses stop for ecstasy and awe. 2

thou walk'dst thy years in barter, 'mid the haunts of brokers, Nor heroism thine, nor war, nor glory. 2

American Laws

  • Date: 1857-1859
Text:

50-51uva.00195xxx.00240American Laws1857-1859poetryhandwritten3 leavesleaf 1 19.5 x 12.5 cm, leaves 2-

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