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lessening—dimmer the forthgoer's visage and form, Soon to be lost for aye in the darkness—loth, O so loth to de- part

is postmarked: SCHOOL GREEN | B | MY 14 | 91 | ISLE OF WIGHT; A; RECEIVED | May | 24 | 12 | 12 | ; 2.

; Duly by you, from you, the tide and light again—duly the hinges turning, Duly the needed discord-parts

First—for being born just when you were , 2 nd for having the courage and manhood to write and "cast

resumed the chaos louder than ever, with eager calls and orders of officers, While from some distant part

fish-shaped island, As I wended the shores I know, As I walk'd with that electric self seeking types. 2

utmost a little wash'd-up drift, A few sands and dead leaves to gather, Gather, and merge myself as part

accepting exulting in Death in its turn the same as life, The entrance of man to sing; To compact you, ye parted

My brown hands and the silent manner of me without charm; Yet comes one a Manhattanese and ever at parting

A translation of the article appeared in the New Eclectic Magazine, 2 (July 1868), 325–329; see also

It is postmarked: New York | Feb 2 | 330PM | D; Camden, N.J. | Feb | 3 | 6AM | 1891 | Rec'd.

answers, I too arising, answering, descend to the pavements, merge with the crowd, and gaze with them. 2

destin'd conqueror, yet treacherous lip-smiles everywhere, And death and infidelity at every step.) 2

west-bred face, To him the hereditary countenance bequeath'd both mother's and father's, His first parts

new States, Congress convening every Twelfth-month, the members duly coming up from the uttermost parts

I dare not shirk any part of myself, Not any part of America good or bad, Not to build for that which

with the power's pulsations, and the charm of my theme was upon me, Till the tissues that held me parted

intentionless, the whole a nothing, And haply yet some drop within God's scheme's ensemble—some wave, or part

All parts away for the progress of Souls, All that was or is apparent upon this globe or any globe, falls

I see the cities of the earth, and make myself at random a part of them, I am a real Parisian, a habitan

I will not make poems with reference to parts, But will make leaves, poems, poemets, songs, says, thoughts

with reference to a day, but with reference to all days, And I will not make a poem, or the least part

The Centenarian's Story. THE CENTENARIAN'S STORY.

Volunteer of 1861-2, (at Washington Park, Brooklyn, assisting the Centenarian.)

As wending the crowds now part and disperse—but we old man, Not for nothing have I brought you hither—we

eighty-five years a-gone no mere parade receiv'd with applause of friends, But a battle which I took part

in myself—aye, long ago as it is, I took part in it, Walking then this hilltop, this same ground.

appointed days that forgive not, I dispense from this side judgments inexorable without the least remorse. 2

Celia Laighton Thaxter (1835–1894) was an American poet and short story writer.

The daughter of a Maine lighthouse keeper and hotelier, Thaxter's stories are often set in the American

who hast slept all night upon the storm"; see The Cambridge History of American Literature, Volume 2:

Your note to Han with 2 dollars is recd gratefully— Mr Brigham has not been to see her for several days—He

June 18. 91 Our dear—dearest, truest friend and Brother Walt— Han recd your letter, with 2 dollars enclosed

2 aug '91 Sunday Morning— A glorious day outside—Han is resting quietly on the sofa, Lou had so nicely

Heyde to Walt Whitman, 2 August 1891

The date of August 2, 1891, has been added at the top of the first page of the letter page in red ink

Studio June 2 91 Our beloved brother Walt Han has not be as well—Hears that you are not so well. grieves

Heyde to Walt Whitman, 2 June 1891

Your note with magazine was duly rec d —2 dollars—also—when the postman came, Han was prostrate on the

Studio July 8. 1891 Our Brother—Friend truly Your note / enclosing 2 dollars to Han —directly rec'd.

Woodbury, who met Ralph Waldo Emerson in 1865, spread the story that Emerson told him that he once met

For one of Whitman's responses to the shirtsleeves story, see Horace Traubel, With Walt Whitman in Camden

of him for the day or a certain part of the day, Or for many years or stretching cycles of years.

The early lilacs became part of this child, And grass and white and red morning-glories, and white and

The field-sprouts of Fourth-month and Fifth-month became part of him, Winter-grain sprouts and those

Perhaps every mite has once form'd part of a sick person—yet behold!

What is prudence is indivisible, Declines to separate one part of life from every part, Divides not the

life a share or more or less, None born but it is born, conceal'd or unconceal'd the seed is waiting. 2

pert apparel, the deform'd attitude, drunkenness, greed, pre- mature premature death, all these I part

sending itself ahead countless years to come. 2 O but it is not the years—it is I, it is You, We touch

and am all and believe in all, I believe materialism is true and spiritualism is true, I reject no part

(Have I forgotten any part? any thing in the past?

the river pois'd, the twain yet one, a moment's lull, A motionless still balance in the air, then parting

My brown hands and the silent manner of me without charm; Yet comes one a Manhattanese and ever at parting

—no; But merely of two simple men I saw to-day on the pier in the midst of the crowd, parting the parting

2 The love of the body of man or woman balks account, the body itself balks account, That of the male

I dare not desert the likes of you in other men and women, nor the likes of the parts of you, I believe

bones and the marrow in the bones, The exquisite realization of health; O I say these are not the parts

Now we have met, we have look'd, we are safe, Return in peace to the ocean my love, I too am part of

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

flung out from the steeples of churches and from all the public buildings and stores, The tearful parting

, the mother kisses her son, the son kisses his mother, (Loth is the mother to part, yet not a word does

THE CENTENARIAN'S STORY.

Volunteer of 1861-2, (at Washington Park, Brooklyn, assisting the Centenarian.)

in myself—aye, long ago as it is, I took part in it, Walking then this hilltop, this same ground.

what fluid, vast identity, Holding the universe with all its parts as one—as sailing in a ship?

On, on, and do your part, ye burying, ebbing tide! On for your time, ye furious debouché!

; Duly by you, from you, the tide and light again—duly the hinges turning, Duly the needed discord-parts

intentionless, the whole a nothing, And haply yet some drop within God's scheme's ensemble—some wave, or part

the ceaseless ferry, faces and faces and faces, I see them and complain not, and am content with all. 2

thy notes, Now pouring, whirling like a tempest round me, Now low, subdued, now in the distance lost. 2

, Lone, sulky, through the time's thick murk looking in vain for light, for hope, From unsuspected parts

Put in thy chants said he, No more the puzzling hour nor day, nor segments, parts, put in, Put first

to me you bring, Lilac blooming perennial and drooping star in the west, And thought of him I love. 2

fish-shaped island, As I wended the shores I know, As I walk'd with that electric self seeking types. 2

utmost a little wash'd-up drift, A few sands and dead leaves to gather, Gather, and merge myself as part

or twos appearing, Ever the stock preserv'd and never lost, though rare, enough for seed preserv'd.) 2

Cluster: Songs of Parting. (1891) SONGS OF PARTING. AS THE TIME DRAWS NIGH.

Your horizon rises, I see it parting away for more august dramas, I see not America only, not only Liberty's

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

all its horrors, serves, And how now or at any time each serves the exquisite transition of death. 2

what was promis'd, When through these States walk a hundred millions of superb persons, When the rest part

appointed days that forgive not, I dispense from this side judgments inexorable without the least remorse. 2

from shore to shore years hence are more to me, and more in my meditations, than you might suppose. 2

the day, The simple, compact, well-join'd scheme, myself disintegrated, every one disintegrated yet part

air floating with motionless wings, oscillating their bodies, Saw how the glistening yellow lit up parts

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

toward eternity, Great or small, you furnish your parts toward the soul.

the river pois'd, the twain yet one, a moment's lull, A motionless still balance in the air, then parting

Philadelphia, 4. 6 18 91 Friend Walt What are the dates for 2 books you are not credited with Yours David

White curtains were drawn part way down.

For years it was my wish to live long enough to round out my life's story in my little book, 'The Leaves

There are stories of unrequited love, of war and of deeds of chivalry.

When we parted I gave him a copy of my poems. I trust we shall meet again.

—tangled and many-vein'd and hard has been thy part, To admiration has it been enacted!

Now we have met we have look'd, we are safe Return in peace to the ocean my love I too am part of that

But I fear that you must have despoiled yourself in parting with some of them.

I enclose p.o.o. value 30p—in payment—or perhaps part payment as I do now know the price—of these copies

volumes of poems and was an indefatigable compiler of anthologies, among which were Poets of America, 2

Hooks, "Ellen MacKay Hutchinson ([1851]–1933)," Legacy: A Journal of American Women Writers 30:2 (2013

In it she informs me that her late husband's story, "The Brazen Android," is to appear in the Atlantic

Monthly for April & May & the volume containing all the seven stories later.

O'Connor's story "The Brazen Android" appeared in The Atlantic Monthly in two installments: Part 1, vol

. 67, no. 402, April 1891, pp. 433–454; Part 2, vol. 67, no. 403, May 1891, pp. 577–599.

The story also appeared in the collection Three Tales: The Ghost, The Brazen Android, The Carpenter (

For more on O'Connor's story, see Brooks Landon, "Slipstream Then, Slipstream Now: The Curious Connections

Family Herald: A Domestic Magazine of Useful Information & Amusement (1843–1940) was a British weekly story

Two hours ago I received another good kind letter (of May 2 nd ) from our mutual friend H.L.T. in which

This looks as if there was not much real & permanent improvement in your condition tho' doubtless part

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