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16 th dear Walt i will resume my corresspondence correspondence again haint you missed my letters very

tea and i got it with such pain that i could hardly keep from groaning the matter is i have been on my

MY DEAREST FRIEND: I have just been sauntering in our little but sunny garden which slopes to the South

My breath is so short I cannot walk, which is a privation.

I hope you received the little memoir of my husband all right.

I also saw this summer two women doctors who were very kind & good friends to my darling Bee— Drs.

I hope you received my little book safely.

to care whether you found patience to read it—for I grew to love Mary & Charles Lamb so much during my

New York  I wrote you a letter a couple of weeks since (which I suppose you received) telling you of my

position first rate and am getting along very well indeed, and as the pay is good , I am glad both on my

Well Mother it is getting late and rather chilly writing here in my tent so I must stop and go to bed

Brooklyn 14 April 1869 wensday Wednesday 14 My dear Walt your letter has come to day all right i looked

was to send a draft to George the first of the month for two hundred dollars but it has not come to my

down to the post office and got the money and i have got lots of things for myself i thought now was my

stay here perhaps the ensuing week—The family, (& a fine one they are) are at Newport for the summer—my

combination of character from any you ever saw—& one I am sure you would like—And then the father himself, my

am only middling well—seem to be getting clumsier than ever, more loguey —rheumatic & other ailments—My

"I place my hand upon you," he writes; "I whisper with my lips close to your ear."

"Whoever you are," he pleads, then, "you be my poem."

Street Camden Tuesday Aug August 7 Dear Comrade & Dear Son Your letter came this morning, & as I think my

Good bye for a couple of days, my own loving boy.

want you to tell (above every one) your mother and father I have written to you & that I send them my

not knowing if she already had a copy—one to Doctor—one to that dear friend of William's who is also my

copy of more of L. of G.Leaves of Grass for Edmund Clarence Stedman and of whom W. instantly asked on my

I gave him my conclusions—that S. made three overwhelming statements—that L. of G.Leaves of Grass was

"This deafness stands badly in my way—and worse, it seems to be growing and growing."

W. said: "No—I think not: it was a letter full of good feeling—containing a remembrance of my birthday

And he added afterwards: "It was a letter that went straight to my heart," pausing and continuing waggishly

this of my father is much the best. Did you know about Henry Inman?

He thought also: "It will all be toned down with the thought that I am old—that it is my 70th year!"

Davis, and he instantly recognized me and called my name, "Horace? You here?" and we shook hands.

he asked, and to my "yes," he asked, "Is it very cold?"

"Always my love." I described the cold clear skies and the moon ascended north-east.

I kissed him good-bye and he pressed my hand, "Good night, Horace: bless you! Bless you!"

W. awake and so I went immediately in for my talk. Had found at W.'

Traubel,If Walt Whitman is in a condition to receive a message, give him my love & heartiest thanks for

They have a way at Bolton of doing these things so well—paper—ink, even—that even my eye is cheated."

Give them all my love, too, and safety for the Colonel." W. asked me, "Who is in the next room?"

It appears to me, or was my impression, that he belongs or belonged to New England, was a Bostonese."

But he added to this after a pause, "Although my copy would not satisfy the dilettante writer or reader

In fact, all my study is to put and keep the printer on his feet.

I am not decided yet whether to include this in my 'Annex.'

Have not been at the office today—but had my mail & the Col's sent to the Col's house, where I have been

Express to me to my home address: 19 E. 80th St.

Who wants my autograph."—"It is a heavy penalty sometimes."

So he wrote my name on the face of it with pencil.Spoke of his happiness that I would go home with Bucke

The more sure I am in my faith the less I feel such antagonism—as my faith grows, my irritability wanes

When I tell W. of the value I think belongs with "Good-Bye My Fancy"—that it has music and power—he says

I always feel even with my own books, which are entirely in my hands, that I never get them just as I

My letters are too full of bowels—the ups and downs of the physical critter, prisoned here, suffering

And further, "If I could only get my hand on it, I could show him!

have your notes of 23rd & 24th and am rejoiced at the very favorable reports you give me of W.I am in my

Had introduced us promptly on my entrance. Man over about hat. W. described comically the visit.

What would I not give to be able to show him how deep he has entered into my respect—my nature: taken

W. remarking, "I can't altogether get over my concern.

I'm afraid I'm getting to be a great materialist—not to believe anything till it's absolutely in my fist

Symonds' enunciation of an idea which has always possessed me, which is at the center of my own theories

And I think that is always my way with real good work—I don't enter into it, absorb it, first hit.

indifferent , but trembling with age and your unheal'd wounds, you mounted the scaffold;) —I would sing in my

know not why, but I loved you…(and so go forth little song, Far over sea speed like an arrow, carrying my

love, and drop these lines at his feet;) —Nor forget I to sing of the wonder, the ship as she swam up my

bay, Well-shaped and stately the Great Eastern swam up my bay, she was 600 feet long, Her, moving swiftly

Williamsburghers, that he who runs may read, and that all may recognize the subjects depicted, without my

My effort shall be to describe the lineaments of each so faithfully, that all who have seen the men shall

The subject of my next sketch is middle sized, with a good humored face, and an utterance so rapid as

One sketch more, and my chapter is done.

I am rejoiced at what you say of my contribution, but feel dreadfully at the prospect your letter opens

, of my paragraphing being changed.

I could bear with equanimity anything but that—especially the breaking up of my running account of the

Besides, you told me I was to have my way. I will write you again after I get the revise.

Didn't my lower stomach shout to my upper stomach with loud halloos!

But that my illness makes me unfit for composition, I would like to review Donnelly's reviewers so far

My talk with him must have sunk in. Goodbye. Nelly sends you her love. So do I.

Adding then by the way of definiteness: "But I have just finished my breakfast—relished it: relished

Bucke said no: "I would rather not have my name used at all in that connection: O'Connor has a doctor

: "You don't: instead of doing me harm it does me good to have you fellows here: it lifts me out of my

I've found the Chamberlin letter: since you brought it back I got it messed away among the papers on my

My friend Baxter sent us his copy of your big book with notes, one or two, from you, pasted in.You do

I had these words on my lips as I entered, "Here are all the pilgrims!"

Then towards Wallace, "I guess there's a great field for preachers and churches, but in my area there's

And of one thing I am convinced: my heart is sound, thoroughly.

My description as I went on moved him. "What a good place to go to!

Wallace, however, "I have my passage engaged, Mr. Whitman—I have put it off long enough."

He has been here half a dozen times—knows my friends, atmosphere, entourage, (or should) and a thousand

Sloan probably plead[ed] very hard to see me, and Mary no doubt was quite decisive as to my condition

sign to place it any more, yet for me it lasts, will last, as one of the most emphatic memories of my

W. laughed in great humor, then: "Nowadays, when Mary brings me up my chop, she will say—'I remember

I know what it is—know it well: most of my years were passed in some sort of contest with it.

What begins as a statement of equality between two opposites, "I believe in you my soul, the other I

This idea supports the fluid identity of a speaker who in section 16 "resist[s] any thing better than my

idea of romantic nature philosophy, that ontogeny recapitulates phylogeny: "Before I was born out of my

mother generations guided me, / My embryo has never been torpid, nothing could overlay it."

/ Your facts are useful, and yet they are not my dwelling, / I but enter by them to an area of my dwelling

soul, / I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass" (section 1).The second, related

knowledge that pass all the argument of the earth,And I know that the hand of God is the promise of my

own,And I know that the spirit of God is the brother of my own,And that all the men ever born are also

my brothers, and the women my sisters and lovers,And that a kelson of the creation is love,And limitless

the 1881 edition are definitive, the annexes that appear after 1881—"Sands at Seventy" and "Good-Bye my

; Or rude in my home in Dakotah's woods, my diet meat, my drink from the spring; Or withdrawn to muse

He even dates from the United States era; in 1856, he writes: In the Year 80 of the States, My tongue

place, with my own day, here.

List close, my scholars dear!

I approached him, gave my name and reason for searching him out, and asked him if he did not find the

My Legacy

of my adherence

My Departure

Beginning My Studies

Earth My Likeness

That Shadow My Likeness

My Picture-Gallery

My Canary Bird

My 71st Year

my two theses

Scented Herbage of My Breast

Weave in, My Hardy Life

Queries to My Seventieth Year

Small the Theme of My Chant

From My Last Years

Come, said my Soul

["Don't read my books,"]

Queries to My Seventieth Year

My companion, the moment he saw her, directed my attention to her by a peculiar movement of the head.

female—though I could hardly divine what or who she had been—and when we left the place, I reminded my

He then went on to give me the particulars of this celebrated mutiny, which I had read in my own country

when a boy, but which had nearly escaped my memory.

intentions, and that G OD will receive me into favor: and I sincerely hope that my death will be the

both for magazine publication and for the 1881 edition of Leaves of Grass, where it was published as My

labeled it "Walt Whitman in his 70th year," and claimed "the picture is in the nature of a surprise: my

B. " 25 seq p 155 my duty to pronounce any opinion upon the expediency of issuing a pardon upon such

I can only say that upon a careful examination of all the papers submitted for my consideration, it does