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I was certain my dear brother would not ask me to read a bad book.
But it did not impress me as a bad book, crude as I was.
In you whoe'er you are my book perusing, In I myself, in all the world, these currents flowing, All,
I answered, I too haughty Shade also sing war, and a longer and greater one than any, Waged in my book
O book, O chants! must all then amount to but this? Must we barely arrive at this beginning of us?
of the 8th: we had already heard of Messrs Trübner's change of base and Bogue's acceptance of the books
Whitman: The book starts well and is already receiving the correct mingling of voices in the chorus that
and shall be glad at any time to wait upon you personally, if you decide to come to Boston about the book
secured by visiting Canada, will cover only what is new, and the rest only indirectly , by the total book
Who are you that wanted only a book to join you in your nonsense?
Perfume this book of mine O blood-red roses! Lave subtly with your waters every line Potomac!
signature to this letter has been cut away, but Whitman made the following note in his Commonplace Book
labor, suffering, I, tallying it, absorb in myself, Many times have I been rejected, taunted, put in prison
THIS is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless, Away from books, away from art, the day erased
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.
RANG the refrain along the hall, the prison, Rose to the roof, the vaults of heaven above, Pouring in
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?
All the hapless silent lovers, All the prisoners in the prisons, all the righteous and the wicked, All
these sights on the earth, I see the workings of battle, pestilence, tyranny, I see martyrs and prisoners
These eager business aims—books, politics, art, amours, To utter nothingness? THOUGHT.
For it is not for what I have put into it that I have written this book, Nor is it by reading it you
library, Nor reminiscence of any deed of courage for America, Nor literary success nor intellect, nor book
for the book-shelf, But a few carols vibrating through the air I leave, For comrades and lovers.
drawn by its breath as if I were no more than a helpless vapor, all falls aside but myself and it, Books
, throwing the reins abruptly down on the horses' backs, The salesman leaving the store, the boss, book-keeper
book-words! what are you?
Perfume this book of mine O blood-red roses! Lave subtly with your waters every line Potomac!
THIS is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless, Away from books, away from art, the day erased
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
O book, O chants! must all then amount to but this? Must we barely arrive at this beginning of us?
Camerado, this is no book, Who touches this touches a man, (Is it night?
labor, suffering, I, tallying it, absorb in myself, Many times have I been rejected, taunted, put in prison
Is it for the book?
Rome Italy The books came to day today —many thanks for the portrait—it is splendid.
The books came in good order—always faithfully Elihu Vedder To Walt Whitman.
Sojourner knew him to be innocent, took care of him in prison, testified as to his innocence,—a long
Academy of Fine Arts" (Whitman's Commonplace Book, Charles E.
, throwing the reins abruptly down on the horses' backs, The salesman leaving the store, the boss, book-keeper
HARRIS, Concord, Mass. Concord, July 1, 1881. LECTURERS AND SUBJECTS, 1881. Mr. A.
HARRIS. Five Lectures on Philosophical Distinctions , and five on Hegel's Philosophy PROF.
HARRIS'S FIRST COURSE,—PHILOSOPHICAL DISTINCTIONS. 1.
HARRIS'S SECOND COURSE,—HEGEL'S PHILOSOPHY.
Harris. 12th Dr. E. Mulford. 13th, Dr. Jones. 14th, Mrs. Cheney. Mr. Alcott. 15th, 16th, Mrs.
November '81 Dearest Brother Your Book came last night, I was just delighted I prize it greatly.
Charlie sits here reading your book, he says this book is electrick electric .
friend that we had not seen for twelve years, used to live here) called yesterday, she wanted your new book
Stafford letter from Harry May 4 '81 Harry Stafford to Walt Whitman, 4 April 1881
These eager business aims—books, politics, art, amours, To utter nothingness?
On February 24, Whitman sent the autograph to Bucke (Whitman's Commonplace Book, Charles E.
London, well, she called upon me to ask my advice or opinion of a drawing connected with my father's book
Bucke's book—a job I got through Buxton Forman, a great friend of Bucke's, done con amore on my part.
& one shuts the book up with a feeling that in some respect one Carlyle is enough in the world: & yet
drawn by its breath as if I were no more than a helpless vapor, all falls aside but myself and it, Books
these sights on the earth, I see the workings of battle, pestilence, tyranny, I see martyrs and prisoners
Then falter not O book, fulfil fulfill your destiny, You not a reminiscence of the land alone, You too
Bear forth to them folded my love, (dear mariners, for you I fold it here in every leaf;) Speed on my book
We can start the book whenever you wish, and should consider six to eight weeks sufficient time for it
We think however there ought also to be in the book another plate—a portrait of yourself as now.
Your copy came duly to hand, and we have considered the matter, and should be glad to publish the book
Europe next week, and should be glad to know before going, both that we may make our plans for the book
to feel clear that you can control the old Thayer & Eldrige plates, so as to stop the issue of any books
This book sells for $2.00 retail: we might, however, give more margin and increase the price.
Osgood wants to see the material for your complete book.
wrote them a notice of his Journal just published, which they were pleased to say was too good for a book
I shall want a set of your books by & by. John Burroughs to Walt Whitman, 14 March 1881
Your book is the book for them. Will you allow me to translate the "Leaves of Grass" into Russian.
I know the Russian character, and say again that the "Leaves of Grass" is the book for them.
best characterizations of "Leaves of Grass" is that of a lady, who said: "It does not read like a book
I rubbed my eyes a little to see if this sunbeam were no illusion, but the solid sense of the book is
I did not know, until I last night saw the book advertised in a newspaper, that I could trust the name
That beside its assured hearty reception the book will be much maligned and ridiculed is a matter of
The book teems with the ecstasy of being.
The book will be more readily purchased and read, at any rate; and that is the main point.
We have not discovered that the book has lost anything of its characteristic outspoken independence,
room for our poet's creed of Individualism, and close therewith our quotations from this remarkable book
The book is too radical, too free, too independent and far too true to make its conquest of a popular
To the question, "Will the book and the man ever be popular?"
But let us take a survey of the book. Let us see how far it fits the foregoing remarks.
Since I have seen him, I am not disturbed by any brag or egoism in his book. He is a great fellow.
There are two or three pieces in the book which are disagreeable, at least, simply sensual.
there is in their very construction an element of the magnificent old Hebrew rhythm which marks the book
— The words of my book nothing, the drift of it everything.
A book separate, not link'd with the rest nor felt by the intellect, But you ye untold latencies, will
It is true that there are in this book things which no man observant of conventions would have dared
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
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
Brickenstein, Sallie Potter, E. L. Schessler.
Brickenstein, Sallie Potter, and E. L. Schessler to Walt Whitman, 28 February 1881
They have been vaunted extravagantly by a band of extravagant disciples; and the possessors of the books
Now that they are thrust into our faces at the book stalls there must be a reexamination of the myth
library, Nor reminiscence of any deed of courage for America, Nor literary success nor intellect, nor book
for the book-shelf, But a few carols vibrating through the air I leave, For comrades and lovers.
Prof Morris's Philosophical Series—Prof Watson on Kant—Dr Harris and His Quarterly—Goldwin Smith—Walt
Whitman's New Book.
This review is mainly a brief statement of what the volume contains, but in it Dr Harris says concisely
Thus Dr Harris also says: "The views of Kant are in themselves of the greatest interest; but as related
In regard to the general positions taken by Herbert Spencer, Prof Watson, like Dr Harris in times past