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Search : William White
Work title : Mannahatta I Was Asking For Something

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Mannahatta.

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

sea-currents, the little islands, larger adjoining islands, the heights, the villas, The countless masts, the white

Leaves of Grass (1891–1892)

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

pass up or down, white-sail'd schooners, sloops, lighters! Flaunt away, flags of all nations!

What is that little black thing I see there in the white? Loud! loud! loud!

The early lilacs became part of this child, And grass and white and red morning-glories, and white and

Sister of loftiest gods, Alboni's self I hear.) 4 I hear those odes, symphonies, operas, I hear in the William

In calculating that decision, William O'Connor and Dr. Bucke are far more peremptory than I am.

Cluster: From Noon to Starry Night. (1891)

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

the unearthly cry, Its veins down the neck distend, its eyes roll till they show nothing but their whites

Off the word I have spoken I except not one—red, white, black, are all deific, In each house is the ovum

soiree, I heard what the singers were singing so long, Heard who sprang in crimson youth from the white

She sits in an armchair under the shaded porch of the farmhouse, The sun just shines on her old white

The cactus guarded with thorns, the laurel-tree with large white flowers, The range afar, the richness

Cluster: From Noon to Starry Night. (1881)

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

the unearthly cry, Its veins down the neck distend, its eyes roll till they show nothing but their whites

Off the word I have spoken I except not one—red, white, black, are all deific, In each house is the ovum

soiree, I heard what the singers were singing so long, Heard who sprang in crimson youth from the white

She sits in an armchair under the shaded porch of the farmhouse, The sun just shines on her old white

The cactus guarded with thorns, the laurel-tree with large white flowers, The range afar, the richness

Leaves of Grass (1881–1882)

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

spread your white sails my little bark athwart the imperious waves, Chant on, sail on, bear o'er the

pass up or down, white-sail'd schooners, sloops, lighters! Flaunt away, flags of all nations!

What is that little black thing I see there in the white? Loud! loud! loud!

The early lilacs became part of this child, And grass and white and red morning-glories, and white and

Sister of loftiest gods, Alboni's self I hear.) 4 I hear those odes, symphonies, operas, I hear in the William

Mannahatta.

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

sea-currents, the little islands, larger adjoining islands, the heights, the villas, The countless masts, the white

Mannahatta.

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

little islands, larger ad- joining adjoining islands, the heights, the villas, The countless masts, the white

Leaves of Grass (1871)

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

spread your white sails, my little bark, athwart the imperious waves!

The early lilacs became part of this child, And grass, and white and red morning-glories, and white and

Heard who sprang in crimson youth from the white froth and the water-blue. Behold a woman!

Let the white person again tread the black person under his heel! (Say!

ah my woolly white and crim- son crimson ! Ah to sing the song of you, my matron mighty!

Cluster: Leaves of Grass. (1871)

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

little islands, larger ad- joining adjoining islands, the heights, the villas, The countless masts, the white

grave, an ancient sorrowful mother, Once a queen—now lean and tatter'd, seated on the ground, Her old white

on the cold ground, with forehead between your knees; O you need not sit there, veil'd in your old white

Leaves of Grass (1867)

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

The early lilacs became part of this child, And grass, and white and red morning-glories, and white and

pass up or down, white-sail'd schooners, sloops, lighters! Flaunt away, flags of all nations!

What is that little black thing I see there in the white? Loud! loud! loud!

Let the white person tread the black person under his heel! (Say!

We, loose winrows, little corpses, Froth, snowy white, and bubbles, (See!

Mannahatta

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

little islands, larger ad- joining adjoining islands, the heights, the villas, The countless masts, the white

Mannahatta

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

the little islands, the larger adjoining islands, the heights, the villas, The countless masts, the white

Leaves of Grass (1860–1861)

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

Let the white person tread the black person under his heel! (Say!

We, loose winrows, little corpses, Froth, snowy white, and bubbles, (See!

The early lilacs became part of this child, And grass, and white and red morning-glories, and white and

you white or black owners of slaves! You owned persons, dropping sweat-drops or blood- drops!

pass up or down, white-sailed schooners, sloops, lighters! Flaunt away, flags of all nations!

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