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Traubel (1858–1919) was an American essayist, poet, and magazine publisher.

Traubel left behind enough manuscripts for six more volumes of the series, the final two of which were

Stoddart's Encyclopaedia America, established Stoddart's Review in 1880, which was merged with The American

Traubel (1858–1919) was an American essayist, poet, and magazine publisher.

Traubel left behind enough manuscripts for six more volumes of the series, the final two of which were

of Chelsea, Massachusetts, began his career as a journalist with the Savannah Daily News in the mid-1860s

Somebody ought to write a scholarly-picturesque thorough & exhaustive history of the Dutch-Americans.

I wish I were rich enough.

City & L. Island, & study the Dutch people at first hand.

(over the left)) a little lately—editorials on "Dynamite Weather," and "A Big American Flag" (incident

Kennedy is referring to works related to James Russell Lowell (1819–1891), an American critic, poet,

O'Connor's stories with a preface by Whitman were published in Three Tales: The Ghost, The Brazen Android

Office— Frid Dear Walt I did not realize that you were so ill.

Thirty-one poems from the book were later printed as "Good-Bye my Fancy" in Leaves of Grass (1891–1892

was one half of the Boston-based abolitionist publishing firm Thayer and Eldridge, who put out the 1860

Traubel (1858–1919) was an American essayist, poet, and magazine publisher.

Traubel left behind enough manuscripts for six more volumes of the series, the final two of which were

Traubel (1858–1919) was an American essayist, poet, and magazine publisher.

Traubel left behind enough manuscripts for six more volumes of the series, the final two of which were

Thirty-one poems from the book were later printed as "Good-Bye my Fancy 2d Annex" to Leaves of Grass

Pennsylvania, where both the United States Declaration of Independence and the United States Constitution were

The volumes were published in the early 1880s, with the fifth and final volume published in 1884.

NEW JERSEY OFFICE: 137 Ocean Ave., Jersey City. New York, Oct 1. 189 1 Hon. Walt.

Fritzinger and his brother Harry were the sons of Henry Whireman Fritzinger (about 1828–1881), a former

The four poems published as the cluster "Old Age Echoes" in Lippincott's Magazine were reprinted in Good-bye

Joel Myerson (New York: Garland, 1993), 1:121; Major American Authors on CD-Rom: Walt Whitman (Westport

Joel Myerson (New York: Garland, 1993), 1:121; Major American Authors on CD-Rom: Walt Whitman (Westport

his or her body under- stands understands by subtle analogies all other theories, The theory of a city

meanings unknown before, Subtler than ever, more harmony, as if born here, related here, Not to the city's

A NEWER garden of creation, no primal solitude, Dense, joyous, modern, populous millions, cities and

the wounded groaning in agony, The hiss and crackle of flames, the blacken'd ruins, the embers of cities

Lo soul, the retrospect brought forward, The old, most populous, wealthiest of earth's lands, The streams

from east to west as they lie unclothed, The Asiatic and African are hand in hand, the European and American

stands; Let judges and criminals be transposed—let the prison-keepers be put in prison—let those that were

To think that the sun rose in the east—that men and women were flexible, real, alive—that every thing

To think the thought of death merged in the thought of materials, To think of all these wonders of city

To think how much pleasure there is, Do you enjoy yourself in the city? or engaged in business?

7 It is not to diffuse you that you were born of your mother and father, it is to identify you, It is

The threads that were spun are gather'd, the weft crosses the warp, the pattern is systematic.

touching, including God, including Saviour and Satan, Ethereal, pervading all, (for without me what were

what were God?)

burial-places to find him, And I found that every place was a burial-place; The houses full of life were

streets, the shipping, the places of amusement, the Chicago, Boston, Philadelphia, the Mannahatta, were

now I am willing to disregard burial-places and dispense with them, And if the memorials of the dead were

I saw the rich ladies in full dress at the soiree, I heard what the singers were singing so long, Heard

noises of the night-owl and the wild-cat, and the whirr of the rattlesnake, The mocking-bird, the American

I WAS asking for something specific and perfect for my city, Whereupon lo!

there is in a name, a word, liquid, sane, unruly, musical, self-sufficient, I see that the word of my city

broken ice in the river, passing along up or down with the flood-tide or ebb-tide, The mechanics of the city

people—manners free and superb—open voices— hospitality—the most courageous and friendly young men, City

city of spires and masts! City nested in bays! my city!

holds at the high, with bosom broad outswelling, All throbs, dilates—the farms, woods, streets of cities—workmen

[Impromptu on Buffalo City's monument to, and re-burial of the old Iroquois orator, October 9, 1884.]

not, the same:) Wherever sails a ship, or house is built on land, or day or night, Through teeming cities

—unlimn'd they disappear; To-day gives place, and fades—the cities, farms, factories fade; A muffled

I descend to lave the drouths, atomies, dust-layers of the globe, And all that in them without me were

Have you learn'd lessons only of those who admired you, and were tender with you, and stood aside for

[Voltaire closed a famous argument by claiming that a ship of war and the grand opera were proofs enough

Indifferently, 'mid public, private haunts, in solitude, Behind the mountain and the wood, Companion of the city's

for I think I have reason to be the proudest son alive—for I am the son of the brawny and tall-topt city

sight of products, they shall enjoy the sight of the beef, lumber, bread-stuffs, of Chicago the great city

all to the front, Invisibly with thee walking with kings with even pace the round world's promenade, Were

world, politics, produce, The announcements of recognized things, science, The approved growth of cities

But I too announce solid things, Science, ships, politics, cities, factories, are not nothing, Like a

European kings removed, I see this day the People beginning their landmarks, (all others give way;) Never were

what life, what joy and pride, With all the perils were yours.)

How the great cities appear—how the Democratic masses, turbu- lent turbulent , wilful, as I love them

sloping down there where the fresh free giver the mother, the Mississippi flows, Of mighty inland cities

of the Western Sea, As I roam'd the streets of inland Chicago, whatever streets I have roam'd, Or cities

respond within their breasts, their brains, the sad reverberations,) The passionate toll and clang—city

to city, joining, sounding, passing, Those heart-beats of a Nation in the night.

announce adhesiveness, I say it shall be limitless, unloosen'd, I say you shall yet find the friend you were

My city's fit and noble name resumed, Choice aboriginal name, with marvellous beauty, meaning, A rocky