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A note on leaf 27 recto includes the date April 19, 1847, and the year 1847 is listed again as part of
Myself: Walt Whitman and the Making of Leaves of Grass (Lincoln: University of Nebraska Press, 2010), 2–
and the Composition of Leaves of Grass: The Talbot Wilson Notebook, Walt Whitman Quarterly Review 20:2
my spade through the sod and turn it up underneath, I am sure I shall expose some of the foul meat. 2
Perhaps every mite has once form'd part of a sick person—yet behold!
my spade through the sod and turn it up underneath, I am sure I shall expose some of the foul meat. 2
Perhaps every mite has once form'd part of a sick person—yet behold!
Watch Quartier Au Loete Swisse No. 51,575 1 3 0 00 50 A Ap 14 " 17 19 2 5 37 80 75 25 M Ju " s to 2n
since you were born, and did not know, / Perhaps it is everywhere on water and on land." (1855, pp. 51-2)
w ill you sting me most even at parting?
Myself: Walt Whitman and the Making of Leaves of Grass (Lincoln: University of Nebraska Press, 2010), 2–
the Composition of Leaves of Grass: The 'Talbot Wilson' Notebook," Walt Whitman Quarterly Review 20:2
Myself: Walt Whitman and the Making of Leaves of Grass (Lincoln: University of Nebraska Press, 2010), 2–
the Composition of Leaves of Grass: The 'Talbot Wilson' Notebook," Walt Whitman Quarterly Review 20:2
through the sod, and turn it up under- neath underneath ; I am sure I shall expose some of the foul meat. 2
Perhaps every mite has once form'd part of a sick per- son person —Yet behold!
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
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
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 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
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.
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
utmost, a little washed-up drift, A few sands and dead leaves to gather, Gather, and merge myself as part
spread out before You, up there, walking or sitting, Whoever you are—we too lie in drifts at your feet. 2.
does not counteract another part—he is the joiner—he sees how they join.
What is prudence, is indivisible, Declines to separate one part of life from every part, Divides not
Here I grew up—the studs and rafters are grown parts of me.
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
through the sod, and turn it up under- neath underneath ; I am sure I shall expose some of the foul meat. 2
Perhaps every mite has once form'd part of a sick per- son person —Yet behold!
With this list, Whitman was gathering material for the noteworthy final section, a paean to body parts
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.
Poem of Walt Whitman, an American . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 5 2.
holds out the skein, the elder sister winds it off in a ball, and stops now and then for the knots, 2
and truckling fold with powders for invalids, conformity goes to the fourth- removed fourth-removed , 2*
at first, keep encouraged, Missing me one place, search another, I stop some where waiting for you. 2
thousand different newspapers, the nutriment of the imperfect ones coming in just as usefully as any—the story
This is the compost of billions of premature corpses, Perhaps every mite has once formed part of a sick
Perhaps every mite has once form'd part of a sick person—Yet behold!
This is the compost of billions of premature corpses, Perhaps every mite has once formed part of a sick