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will enclose them also in this— 4/27/88 6½ | 4½ | 10 | 5 | 10 | 36 | 7½ | 43½ 4.3½ | 3.2½ | 161 5 | 2½

appear on January 25, the newspaper's "fiftieth year edition" (Prose Works 1892, ed. by Floyd Stovall, 2

431 Stevens Street Camden Jan: 18 Walt Whitman will be in from 2 till 3½ this afternoon, & will be most

his noblest works" (Horace Traubel, With Walt Whitman in Camden [New York: Mitchell Kennerley, 1915], 2:

The quotation was from a letter written by Swinburne to Wilde on February 2 (Feinberg).

On April 11, 1873, and again on June 2, 1873, Burroughs urged Walt Whitman to visit them.

of "that New York art delirium" (Horace Traubel, With Walt Whitman in Camden [1906–1996], 9 vols., 2:

See also Whitman's letter to John and Ursula Burroughs of March 2, 1875.

431 Stevens Street Camden New Jersey Jan 11 '83 Dear Sir Yours of 2 d just rec'd received .

It is postmarked: CAMDEN | Jan | 7 | 2 PM | 1885 | N.J.; PHILADELPHIA, P.A. | JAN | (?) | (?)

Brooklyn, and the couple had four children — Arthur, Helen, Emily, and Henry (who died in 1852, at 2

Friday afternoon—Feb. 7 ½ past 2 Dearest mother , I am still anchored here—sit up some, but only for

set up & had my bed made by Pete—I am already beginning to feel something like myself—will write in 2

file, as noted: Elizabeth Lorang Zachary King Eric Conrad Walt Whitman to Louisa Van Velsor Whitman, [2

Pleasant September days & nights here—I have just been out for an hour on the river—now, 2 p. m., sitting

Putnam's Sons, 1902), 10 vols., 2:156; it also inspired the poem "Out from Behind This Mask."

Putnam's Sons, 1902), 10 vols., 2:156; it also inspired the poem "Out from Behind This Mask."

to a tolerably fair summer— The "Poetry of America" arrived, & I am well content & pleased with the part

He was at Kirkwood on April 20 and 21, April 25 to 27, May 1 and 2, and May 6 and 7 (Whitman's Commonplace

Buxton Forman's Our Living Poets (1871), 2, which also included two prefatory quotations from Walt Whitman

It is postmarked: Camden | Jun 2(?) | 12(?) M | 87; Philadelphia, Pa. | Jun | 21 | 1 PM | Transit.

.— About the most significant part of the Poe re-burial reburial ceremonies yesterday—which only a crowded

is but a part.

2. TEARS! tears! tears!

2.

THE CENTENARIAN'S STORY.

SONGS BEFORE PARTING. CONTENTS.

I take part . . . .

 . . . . any thing is but a part.

does not counteract another part . . . .

all became part of him.

Sure as life holds all parts together, death holds all parts together; Sure as the stars return again

convening of Congress every December, the members duly coming up from all climates and the uttermost parts

is the reason that about the proper expression of beauty there is precision and balance . . . one part

He is most wonderful in his last half-hidden smile or frown . . . by that flash of the moment of parting

escape . . . . or rather when all life and all the souls of men and women are discharged from any part

of the earth—then only shall the instinct of liberty be discharged from that part of the earth.

I believe in the flesh and the appetites, Seeing hearing and feeling are miracles, and each part and

The sentries desert every other part of me, They have left me helpless to a red marauder, They all come

Parting tracked by arriving . . . . perpetual payment of the perpetual loan, Rich showering rain, and

I take part . . . .

 . . . . any thing is but a part.

. that every thing was real and alive; To think that you and I did not see feel think nor bear our part

, To think that we are now here and bear our part.

He was a goodfellow, Freemouthed, quicktempered, not badlooking, able to take his own part, Witty, sensitive

loves unre- quited unrequited , the moneymaker, The actor and actress . . those through with their parts

thank you for liking me as I am, and liking the touch of me—I know that it is good for you to do so. 2

fit to own things could not at pleasure enter upon all, and incorporate them into himself or herself. 2

money-maker that plotted all day sleeps, And the enraged and treacherous dispositions—all, all sleep. 2

that loves unrequited, the money- maker money-maker , The actor and actress, those through with their parts

the best poems re-appears the body, man's or wo- man's woman's , well-shaped, natural, gay, Every part

able, active, receptive, without shame or the need of shame. 2 Air, soil, water, fire—these are words

hovering-above, around, or in the ranks marching; But I will sing you a song of what I behold, Libertad. 2

SUGGESTIONS. 1 THAT whatever tastes sweet to the most perfect person —That is finally right. 2 That the

expressive, That anguish as hot as the hottest, and contempt as cold as the coldest, may be without words. 2

is Life, real and mystical, wherever and who- ever whoever ; Great is Death—sure as life holds all parts

together, Death holds all parts together.

forth every day; And the first object he look'd upon, that object he became; And that object became part

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

, They gave this child more of themselves than that; They gave him afterward every day—they became part

war, (that shall serve for our pre- lude prelude , songs of soldiers,) How Manhattan drum-taps led. 2

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 she

his field or gathering his grain; So fierce you whirr and pound, you drums—so shrill you bugles blow. 2

globe uprisen around me; Yet there with my soul I fed—I fed content, super- cilious supercilious . 2

The Centenarian's Story. THE CENTENARIAN'S STORY. VOLUNTEER OF 1861-2.

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 hill-top, this same ground.

It is well—a lesson like that, always comes good; I must copy the story, and send it eastward and west

here's a letter from our Pete; And come to the front door, mother—here's a letter from thy dear son. 2

2 O maidens and young men I love, and that love me, What you ask of my days, those the strangest and

sought to escape, confronting, reversing my cries; I see my own soul trampling down what it ask'd for.) 2

finish'd Sabbath, On the pavement here—and there beyond, it is looking, Down a new-made double grave. 2

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

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

I saunter'd, pondering, On time, space, reality—on such as these, and abreast with them, prudence. 2

is of consequence; Not a move can a man or woman make, that affects him or her in a day, month, any part

of his mouth, or the shaping of his great hands; All that is well thought or said this day on any part

The world does not so exist—no parts palpable or im- palpable impalpable so exist; No consummation exists

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

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

employments, are you and me, Past, present, future, are you and me. 18 I swear I dare not shirk any part

of myself, Not any part of America, good or bad, Not the promulgation of Liberty—not to cheer up slaves

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

2 For we cannot tarry here, We must march my darlings, we must bear the brunt of danger, We, the youthful

through the sod, and turn it up under- neath underneath ; I am sure I shall expose some of the foul meat. 2

Perhaps every mite has once form'd part of a sick per- son person —Yet behold!

2 ('Tis while our army lines Carolina's sand and pines, Forth from thy hovel door, thou, Ethiopia, com'st

going with me leaves peace and routine behind him, And stakes his life, to be lost at any moment.) 2

heroes and martyrs, And when all life, and all the souls of men and women are discharged from any part

of the earth, Then only shall liberty, or the idea of liberty, be dis- charged discharged from that part

not so desperate at the battues of death—was not so shock'd at the repeated fusillades of the guns. 2