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Work title : Me Imperturbe

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The Poetry of the Period

  • Date: October 1869
  • Creator(s): Austin, Alfred
Text:

The pottering little fountain of Hippocrene, now run dry, has been replaced by the tremendous waters

The entire book may be called the pæan of the natural man. . . .

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 (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 (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,

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

Cluster: Leaves of Grass. (1871)

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

see these sights on the earth; I see the workings of battle, pestilence, tyranny—I see martyrs and prisoners

Cluster: Inscriptions. (1891)

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

I answer'd, I too haughty Shade also sing war, and a longer and greater one than any, Waged in my book

Then falter not O book, fulfil fulfill your destiny, You not a reminiscence of the land alone, You too

soldiers not for itself alone, Far, far more stood silently waiting behind, now to advance in this book

WHEN I READ THE BOOK.

I have made, The words of my book nothing, the drift of it every thing, A book separate, not link'd

Cluster: Inscriptions. (1881)

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

I answered, I too haughty Shade also sing war, and a longer and greater one than any, Waged in my book

Then falter not O book, fulfil fulfill your destiny, You not a reminiscence of the land alone, You too

soldiers not for itself alone, Far, far more stood silently waiting behind, now to advance in this book

WHEN I READ THE BOOK.

I have made, The words of my book nothing, the drift of it every thing, A book separate, not link'd

Cluster: Chants Democratic and Native American. (1860)

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

Which is the theory or book that, for our purposes, is not diseased?

Who are you, that wanted only a book to join you in your nonsense?

The shape of the prisoner's place in the court-room, and of him or her seated in the place, The shape

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!

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