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  • 1881 45
Search : PETER MAILLAND PLAY
Year : 1881

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"Leaves of Grass"

  • Date: 26 November 1881
  • Creator(s): Anonymous
Text:

Grundy is a character from Thomas Morton's play Speed the Plough (1798); by the nineteenth century her

Annotations Text:

Grundy is a character from Thomas Morton's play Speed the Plough (1798); by the nineteenth century her

O You Whom I Often and Silently Come.

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

or remain in the same room with you, Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is play

- ing playing within me.

To the Garden the World

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

again, Amorous, mature, all beautiful to me, all wondrous, My limbs and the quivering fire that ever plays

O Me! O Life!

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

That you are here—that life exists and identity, That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute

Thought.

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

AS I sit with others at a great feast, suddenly while the music is playing, To my mind, (whence it comes

To Thee Old Cause.

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

Around the idea of thee the war revolving, With all its angry and vehement play of causes, (With vast

Native Moments.

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

He shall be lawless, rude, illiterate, he shall be one condemn'd by others for deeds done, I will play

The World Below the Brine.

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

tangle, openings, and pink turf, Different colors, pale gray and green, purple, white, and gold, the play

Out From Behind This Mask.

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

The passionate teeming plays this curtain hid!)

Assurances.

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

limitless, in vain I try to think how limitless, I do not doubt that the orbs and the systems of orbs play

A Poet's Supper to his Printers and Proof-Readers

  • Date: 17 October 1881
  • Creator(s): Anonymous
Text:

should be observed toward President Arthur, who has in some respects, the most perplexing part to play

Thomas Nicholson to Walt Whitman, 6 December 1881

  • Date: December 6, 1881
  • Creator(s): Thomas Nicholson
Text:

Things in the asylum is quite lively now the Dances and Plays is in full blast now, And they make the

Years of the Modern.

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

force advancing with irresistible power on the world's stage, (Have the old forces, the old wars, played

The Centenarian's Story.

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

defiles through the woods, gain'd at night, The British advancing, rounding in from the east, fiercely playing

march'd forth to inter- cept intercept the enemy, They are cut off, murderous artillery from the hills plays

A Boston Ballad.

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

I love to look on the Stars and Stripes, I hope the fifes will play Yankee Doodle.

Song at Sunset.

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

How my thoughts play subtly at the spectacles around! How the clouds pass silently overhead!

Our Old Feuillage.

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

rest standing, they are too tired, Afar on arctic ice the she-walrus lying drowsily while her cubs play

evening, the musket-muz- zles musket-muzzles all bear bunches of flowers presented by women; Children at play

Proud Music of the Storm.

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

and strength, all hues we know, Green blades of grass and warbling birds, children that gambol and play

all the rest, maternity of all the rest, And with it every instrument in multitudes, The players playing

Anne Gilchrist to Walt Whitman, 17 June 1881

  • Date: June 17, 1881
  • Creator(s): Anne Gilchrist
Text:

everything—the being with Norah (who is like one of my own) & the dearest jolliest little man digging & playing

Crossing Brooklyn Ferry.

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

play the part that looks back on the actor or actress!

Play the old role, the role that is great or small according as one makes it!

Thomas W. H. Rolleston to Walt Whitman, 28 November [1881]

  • Date: November 28, 1881
  • Creator(s): Thomas W. H. Rolleston
Text:

offers extraordinary facilities for translation especially poetic, from foreign tongues, e.g. a Greek play

I Sing the Body Electric.

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

hair rumpled over and blind- ing blinding the eyes; The march of firemen in their own costumes, the play

what was expected of heaven or fear'd of hell, are now consumed, Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play

Cluster: By the Roadside. (1881)

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

I love to look on the Stars and Stripes, I hope the fifes will play Yankee Doodle.

That you are here—that life exists and identity, That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute

Cluster: Children of Adam. (1881)

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

again, Amorous, mature, all beautiful to me, all wondrous, My limbs and the quivering fire that ever plays

hair rumpled over and blind- ing blinding the eyes; The march of firemen in their own costumes, the play

what was expected of heaven or fear'd of hell, are now consumed, Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play

He shall be lawless, rude, illiterate, he shall be one condemn'd by others for deeds done, I will play

Cluster: Whispers of Heavenly Death. (1881)

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

limitless, in vain I try to think how limitless, I do not doubt that the orbs and the systems of orbs play

AS I sit with others at a great feast, suddenly while the music is playing, To my mind, (whence it comes

Starting From Paumanok.

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

step they wend, they never stop, Successions of men, Americanos, a hundred millions, One generation playing

its part and passing on, Another generation playing its part and passing on in its turn, With faces

Song of the Banner at Daybreak.

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

up here, soul, soul, Come up here, dear little child, To fly in the clouds and winds with me, and play

Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking.

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

leaving his bed wander'd alone, bareheaded, barefoot, Down from the shower'd halo, Up from the mystic play

Thomas W. H. Rolleston to Walt Whitman, 10 February [1881]

  • Date: February 10, 1881
  • Creator(s): Thomas W. H. Rolleston
Text:

But we must recognise the situation as practical men, and must not play into their hands, but must simply

Song of Myself.

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

loos'd to the eddies of the wind, A few light kisses, a few embraces, a reaching around of arms, The play

From the cinder-strew'd threshold I follow their movements, The lithe sheer of their waists plays even

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

the common air that bathes the globe. 18 With music strong I come, with my cornets and my drums, I play

not marches for accepted victors only, I play marches for conquer'd and slain persons.

"Leaves of Grass"

  • Date: 13 November 1881
  • Creator(s): Anonymous
Text:

a passage remarkable for its nobility: "With music strong I come, with my cornets and my drums, I play

not marches for accepted victors only, I play Marches for conquer'd and slain persons.

Cluster: Sea-Drift. (1881)

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

leaving his bed wander'd alone, bareheaded, barefoot, Down from the shower'd halo, Up from the mystic play

tangle, openings, and pink turf, Different colors, pale gray and green, purple, white, and gold, the play

Cluster: Songs of Parting. (1881)

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

force advancing with irresistible power on the world's stage, (Have the old forces, the old wars, played

How my thoughts play subtly at the spectacles around! How the clouds pass silently overhead!

By Blue Ontario's Shore.

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

head, No more of soft astral, but dazzling and fierce, With war's flames and the lambent lightnings playing

the praise of things, In the dispute on God and eternity he is silent, He sees eternity less like a play

A Song of Joys.

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

To go to battle—to hear the bugles play and the drums beat!

A Song for Occupations.

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

The most renown'd poems would be ashes, orations and plays would be vacuums.

Leaves of Grass (1881–1882)

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

- ing playing within me.

play the part that looks back on the actor or actress!

To go to battle—to hear the bugles play and the drums beat!

The passionate teeming plays this curtain hid!)

I am a dance—play up there! the fit is whirling me fast!

The Sleepers.

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

I am a dance—play up there! the fit is whirling me fast!

Cluster: Inscriptions. (1881)

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

Around the idea of thee the war revolving, With all its angry and vehement play of causes, (With vast

Song of the Exposition.

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

Away with novels, plots and plays of foreign courts, Away with love-verses sugar'd in rhyme, the intrigues

Cluster: Calamus. (1881)

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

or remain in the same room with you, Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is play

- ing playing within me.

Song of the Broad-Axe.

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

these are not to be cherish'd for themselves, They fill their hour, the dancers dance, the musicians play

Salut Au Monde!

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

Who are the infants, some playing, some slumbering? Who are the girls? who are the married women?

Cluster: Drum-Taps. (1881)

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

up here, soul, soul, Come up here, dear little child, To fly in the clouds and winds with me, and play

defiles through the woods, gain'd at night, The British advancing, rounding in from the east, fiercely playing

march'd forth to inter- cept intercept the enemy, They are cut off, murderous artillery from the hills plays

Cluster: Autumn Rivulets. (1881)

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

The passionate teeming plays this curtain hid!)

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