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Democratic" poem of the 1860 edition of eventually titled "Our Old Feuillage," in which Whitman writes of "White

T bluey spoon-drift, like a white race-horse of brine, speeds before me This section bears some resemblance

The village on the highland, seen from afar at sunset—the sun sh ining on the red white or brown gables

red, white or brown the ferry boat ever plying forever and ever over the river This passage was used

Sidgwick and William Clifford were both members of "The Apostles," the famous elite literary society

life car is drawn on its slip‑noose At dinner on a dish of huckleberries, or rye bread and a round white

exceptions whose appreciation distinguishes the thinker from the dogmatist: intense black and glaring white

and all hearts thrill at the thought of murdered Naboth and his sons, and of Lear hanging over the white

Here goes:— "Oil-works, silk-works, white-lead works, the sugar-house, steam-saws, the grist-mills, and

Scottish poet (1777–1844), writer of the long narrative poem Gertrude of Wyoming William Morris, "The

In the 1870s, William Tweed, a New York politician, became implicated in a scandal involving the disappearance

William Hurrell Mallock (1849-1923) was an English author.

Winds blow south, or winds blow north, Day come white, or white come black, Home, or rivers and mountains

He does not separate the learned from the unlearned, the Northerner from the Southerner, the white from

As he speaks, we more than once see a man's face at white heat, and a man's hand beating down emphasis

During this period he was on familiar terms of acquaintance with William Cullen Bryant, and the two were

William Hepworth Dixon (1821–1879) was a British journalist and editor of the Athenæum from 1853–1869

night, and withdraws at the peep of the day, with stealthy tread, Leaving me baskets cover'd with white

Growing among black folks as among white; Kanuck, Tuckahoe, Congressman, Cuff, I give them the same,

This grass is very dark to be from the white heads of old mothers; Darker than the colorless beards of

The young men float on their backs—their white bellies bulge to the sun—they do not ask who seizes fast

I depart as air—I shake my white locks at the run- away runaway sun; I effuse my flesh in eddies, and

night, and withdraws at the peep of the day, with stealthy tread, Leaving me baskets cover'd with white

means, Sprouting alike in broad zones and nar- row narrow zones, Growing among black folks as among white

of their mothers' laps; And here you are the mothers' laps; This grass is very dark to be from the white

The young men float on their backs—their white bel- lies bellies bulge to the sun—they do not ask who

I believe in those wing'd purposes, And acknowledge red, yellow, white, playing within me, And consider

side through the night, and withdraws at the peep of the day, And leaves for me baskets covered with white

And it means, Sprouting alike in broad zones and narrow zones, Growing among black folks as among white

This grass is very dark to be from the white heads of old mothers, Darker than the colorless beards of

The young men float on their backs—their white bellies bulge to the sun—they do not ask who seizes fast

I believe in those winged purposes, And acknowledge red, yellow, white, playing within me, And consider

the western persimmon . . . over the long-leaved corn and the delicate blue flowered flax; Over the white

anticipate the following lines in the preface to the 1855 : "Little or big, learned or unlearned, white

body and lie in the coffin" (1855, p. 72). + The sepulchre Observing the shroud The sepulchre and the white

of delight" and "tooth prong") probably contributed to the following passage in the same poem: "The white

the "tooth of delight" and "tooth prong") may relate to the following passage in the same poem: "The white

William White described the pages as "torn from a tall notebook" (Daybooks and Notebooks [New York: New

White noted a possible relationship between the opening words and the first poem of the 1855 edition,

. / And acknowledge the red yellow and white playing within me, / And consider the green and violet and

"Summer Duck" or "Wood Duck" "wood drake" very gay, including in its colors white, red, yellow, green

William White described the pages as "torn from a tall notebook" (Daybooks and Notebooks [New York: New

White noted a possible relationship between the opening words and the first poem of the 1855 edition,

William White described the pages as "torn from a tall notebook" (Daybooks and Notebooks [New York: New

White noted a possible relationship between the opening words and the first poem of the 1855 edition,

And it means, sprouting alike in broad zones and narrow zones, Growing among black folks as among white

means, Sprouting alike in broad zones and nar- row narrow zones, Growing among black folks as among white

calmness and beauty of person; The shape of his head, the richness and breadth of his manners, yellow and white

the night, and withdraws at the peep of the day with stealthy tread, Leaving me baskets cover'd with white

And it means, Sprouting alike in broad zones and narrow zones, Growing among black folks as among white

This grass is very dark to be from the white heads of old mothers, Darker than the colorless beards of

The young men float on their backs, their white bellies bulge to the sun, they do not ask who seizes

I believe in those wing'd purposes, And acknowledge red, yellow, white, playing within me, And consider

the night, and withdraws at the peep of the day with stealthy tread, Leaving me baskets cover'd with white

And it means, Sprouting alike in broad zones and narrow zones, Growing among black folks as among white

This grass is very dark to be from the white heads of old mothers, Darker than the colorless beards of

The young men float on their backs, their white bellies bulge to the sun, they do not ask who seizes

I believe in those wing'd purposes, And acknowledge red, yellow, white, playing within me, And consider

within him by Wordsworth's "Excursion," on the first appearance of that poem in 1814, and by the "White

William Wordsworth (1770-1850) published The Excursion in 1814, a collection of philosophical monologues

"White Doe of Rylston" was a long narrative poem published in 1815.

"White Doe of Rylston" was a long narrative poem published in 1815.; The Edinburgh Review, an influential

White and beautiful are the faces around me…the heads are bared of their fire- caps firecaps — The kneeling

Examine these limbs, red, black, or white… they are very cunning in tendon and nerve; They shall be stript

She sits in an arm-chair, under the shaded porch of the farm house— The sun just shines on her old white

fruitstand . . . . . . the beef on the butcher's stall, The bread and cakes in the bakery . . . . . . the white

I depart as air, I shake my white locks at the runaway I effuse my flesh in eddies, and drift it in lacy

, And it means, Sprouting alike in broad zones and narrow zones Growing among black folks as among white

And it means, Sprouting, alike in broad zones and narrow zones, Growing among black folks as among white

Examine these limbs, red, black or white…they are very cunning in tendon and nerve; They shall be stript

William Edmondstoune Aytoun (1813-1865) was an influential Scottish poet famed for his parodies and light

conquered, The captain on the quarter-deck coldly giving his or- ders orders through a countenance white

, Near by the corpse of the child that served in the cabin, The dead face of an old salt with long white

All architecture is what you do to it when you look upon it; Did you think it was in the white or gray

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

shall see how I stump clergymen, and confound them, / You shall see me showing a scarlet tomato, and a white

shall see how I stump clergymen, and confound them, / You shall see me showing a scarlet tomato, and a white

William Bell Scott , a name perhaps not very familiar to most of our readers, but which Mr.

William Bell Scott, British poet and artist, introduced Rossetti to the 1855 Leaves of Grass.

In the dooryard fronting an old farmhouse near the white-wash'd palings, Stands the lilac-bush tall-growing

Winds blow south, or winds blow north, Day come white, or white come black, Home, or rivers and mountains

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

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

, of original grandeur and elegance of design, with the masses of gay colour, the preponderance of white

and sunny temperament, a sight to draw near and look upon with her large figure, her profuse snow-white

side through the night, and withdraws at the peep of the day, And leaves for me baskets covered with white

And it means, Sprouting alike in broad zones and narrow zones, Growing among black folks as among white

This grass is very dark to be from the white heads of old mothers, Darker than the colorless beards of

The young men float on their backs, their white bellies bulge to the sun, they do not ask who seizes

Painless after all I lie, exhausted but not so un- happy unhappy , White and beautiful are the faces

/ My children and grand-children, my white hair and beard, / My largeness, calmness, majesty, out of

gave him not one inch, but held on and night near the helpless fogged wreck, over leaf How the lank white

This grass is very dark to be from the white heads of old mothers.

Then he is "Pleased with primitive tunes of the choir of the white- washed white-washed church," And

Later in the manuscript he writes of "the buckwheat and its white tops and the bees that hum there all

day," and on page 36 of the 1855 Leaves he writes of the "white and brown buckwheat, a hummer and a

woods and all the orchards—the corn, with its ear and stalk s and tassel —the buckwheat with its sweet white

western persimmon. . . . over the longleaved corn and the delicate blue-flowered flax; / Over the white

we had conquered— The captain on the quarter-deck, coldly giving his orders through a countenance white

Near by, the corpse of the child that served in the cabin, The dead face of an old salt, with long white

William White described the pages as "torn from a tall notebook" (Daybooks and Notebooks [New York: New

White noted a relationship between these pages and the poems Who Learns My Lesson Complete?

Shade —An twenty-five old men old man with rapid gestures—eyes black and flashing like lightning—long white

William White described the pages as "torn from a tall notebook" (Daybooks and Notebooks [New York: New

White noted a relationship between these pages and the poems "Who Learns My Lesson Complete?

William White described the pages as "torn from a tall notebook" (Daybooks and Notebooks [New York: New

White noted a relationship between these pages and the poems "Who Learns My Lesson Complete?

spring gushing out from under the roots of an old tree barn‑yard, pond, yellow g j agged bank with white

sleeps at my side all night and close on the peep of the day, And leaves for me baskets covered with white

And it means, Sprouting alike in broad zones and narrow zones, Growing among black folks as among white

This grass is very dark to be from the white heads of old mothers, Darker than the colorless beards of

The young men float on their backs, their white bellies swell to the sun . . . . they do not ask who

I shake my white locks at the runaway sun, I effuse my flesh in eddies and drift it in lacy jags.

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.

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

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!

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!

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!

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!

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

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

William Good, Antwerp. ☞ Any communication by mail, for the author of Leaves of Grass, can be directed

The young men float on their backs, their white bellies swell to the sun . . . . they do not ask who

I shake my white locks at the runaway sun, I effuse my flesh in eddies and drift it in lacy jags.

I see his white body . . . .

white- blow white-blow and delirious juice, Bridegroom-night of love working surely and softly into the

The early lilacs became part of this child, And grass, and white and red morningglories, and white and