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wandering savage, / A farmer, mechanic, or artist . . . . a gentleman, sailor, lover or quaker, / A prisoner
—But in each one the book was not opened.
following lines: "Through me many long dumb voices, / Voices of the interminable generations of prisoners
Poem or other work —A manly unpretensive philosopher—without any of the old insignia, such as age, books
Can a man be wise without he get wisdom from the books?
A single glance of it mocks all the investigations of man and all the instruments and books of the earth
season of every year of your life, re examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book
My words are words of a questioning, and to indicate reality; This printed and bound book . . . . but
The blind sleep, and the deaf and dumb sleep, The prisoner sleeps well in the prison . . . . the runaway
or man that has been in prison or is likely to be in prison?
A single glance of it mocks all the investigations of man and all the instruments and books of the earth
Vernon, / What sobers the Brooklyn boy as he looks down the shores of the Wallabout and remembers the prison
On the cover of the notebook is a note in an unknown hand that reads: "Note Book Walt Whitman E85."
On the cover of the notebook is a note in an unknown hand that reads: "Note Book Walt Whitman E85."
I become any presence or truth of humanity here, And see myself in prison shaped like another man, And
I see the menials of the earth, laboring, I see the prisoners in the prisons, I see the defective human
or man that has been in prison, or is likely to be in prison? 15 — Clef Poem.
The blind sleep, and the deaf and dumb sleep, The prisoner sleeps well in the prison, the run- away runaway
Let the prison-keepers be put in prison! Let those that were prisoners take the keys! (Say!
wandering savage, / A farmer, mechanic, or artist . . . . a gentleman, sailor, lover or quaker, / A prisoner
There are many great painters—they paint scenes from the books, and illustrate from what the romancer
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
or man that has been in prison, or is likely to be in prison? 4.
You felons on trials in courts, You convicts in prison cells—you sentenced assas- sins assassins , chained
and handcuffed with iron, Who am I, that I am not on trial, or in prison?
see these sights on the earth, I see the workings of battle, pestilence, tyranny—I see martyrs and prisoners
book, It is a man, flushed and full-blooded—it is I—So long!
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,
Opening this book has been to us a revelation. Reading it has yielded us exquisite pleasure.
Otherwise than in one fragmentary instance like the foregoing, the book is, as we have said, altogether
how unfaltering, how affectionate and faithful they were, Then I am pensive—I hastily put down the book
Turning the leaves of these poems, the reader may say before the book is closed as the Poet himself says
Queene (1590), "Dan Chaucer, well of English undefiled,/On Fame's eternal beadroll worthy to be filed" (book
Queene(1590), "Dan Chaucer, well of English undefiled,/On Fame's eternal beadroll worthy to be filed" (book
In you whoe'er you are my book perusing, In I myself, in all the world, these currents flowing, All,
THE SINGER IN THE PRISON. 1 O sight of pity, shame and dole! O fearful thought—a convict soul.
In one, along a suite of noble rooms, 'Mid plenteous books and journals, paintings on the walls, fine
with iron, Who am I too that I am not on trial or in prison?
how uneasy they are when he moves away from them; Now I marvel what it can be he appears to them, (books
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
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
In you whoe'er you are my book perusing, In I myself, in all the world, these currents flowing, All,
THE SINGER IN THE PRISON. 1 O sight of pity, shame and dole! O fearful thought—a convict soul.
In one, along a suite of noble rooms, 'Mid plenteous books and journals, paintings on the walls, fine
with iron, Who am I too that I am not on trial or in prison?
how uneasy they are when he moves away from them; Now I marvel what it can be he appears to them, (books