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May 5, '91 Was taken out to the cemetery (Harleigh) to see if I was satisfied with the work on my burial

My other item relates to one of whose merits as an author opinions differ widely.

"My days I sing, and the lands, with interstice I knew of hapless war.

—have a pretty bad cold, the doctor does not call my disease by any particular name—I have considerable

I send you my love.

"At my instance they published the Transcript piece: I shall send out a number—some at home, some abroad—Sarrazin

Now—hardly half a decade after, comes a multitude: comes cry and cry—after my power to respond is gone

8 Feb 1891My dear HoraceMany thanks for your kind note of 4th and W. your kind and deep interest in my

way—it is well for us to work anyway for our own sakes if not for the sake of others—therefore work my

W. in his own room—had untied manuscript "Good-Bye My Fancy"—had it spread out in his lap, the table,

My only apprehension was, that the thing was sent and miscarried someway in the mails.

W. on his bed, but arose on my entrance, going heedfully to his chair.

In the portrait I am titivated out of all my good looks!"

My father used to say, a good time to pay your debts is when you have the money.

Asked him what he thought of my sending set of Lippincott's proofs to Kennedy?

night walkers And do no better for me— Who am a regular gentlemen or lady, With a marble broad stoop to my

And is the day here when I vote at the polls, One with the immigrant that last August strewed lime in my

my brother or my sister! Keep on!

walk'dst thy years in barter, 'mid the haunts of brokers, Nor heroism thine, nor war, nor glory. 2 Silent, my

trod, by you Patapsco, You Hudson, you endless Mississippi—nor you alone, But to the high seas launch, my

my brother or my sister! Keep on!

walk'dst thy years in barter, 'mid the haunts of brokers, Nor heroism thine, nor war, nor glory. 2 Silent, my

trod, by you Patapsco, You Hudson, you endless Mississippi—nor you alone, But to the high seas launch, my

I telegraphed Thursday evening and again Friday—and was on my way to the telegraph office yesterday afternoon

In my own case when sick I find that the fact that I cannot get out makes me feel as badly as anything

It is too bad you don't get my letters Tuesday, as I send them in ample time Monday—they are in the p

the wife's & his kindness to me—but probably it is doubtful if he calls— Mother, I am sitting here by my

Mother, all the news I have to write about my affairs, is the same old thing—we have had another long

this week—they have carried all their measures successfully over the President—I am writing this at my

I shall doubtless return about the 26th—as my leave expires that day.

I am writing this in my room at Mr. & Mrs. Davis's.

Jersey Friday afternoon Jan January 30, 2 o'clock Dear Pete, I am having another of my bad spells to-day—but

folks, every one I know—I am feeling as well as usual, as I finish this letter—Good bye for this time my

Whitman: I got your letter when I was in Washington and fully expected to stay over and see you on my

Now, my dear Walt Whitman, won't you go to work at once because Rice is chained lightning in a dress

I will call on you on my way back to New York.

But I write now to tell you why, because my visit will be on business I believe you have never met Mr

P Armachalain | the Hindoo Brighton, England Aug. 25, 1879 My dear Sir, your four books, two photos and

I gave one set of the books you sent me to my uncle's widow Lady Cosmara Scotney (a young English lady

30 June 1869 June 30 June 30 My dear walter Walter i will only write a very few lines this time i receeved

the hot weather pretty well it has been very warm indeed here and every where i suppose) i have had my

My berry crop & other crops were much injured.

I think I shall send my wife down there this winter; in the mean time I wish you would look into it.

was a gentleman in the cars that said he would see to getting me a carriage i was just giving the man my

check for my valice valise i thought i would take that with me when Charley came up so i got along very

Fridays Hill, Haslemere Surrey England Aug 13" 1889 My dear friend: Through one & another source we hear

I have full use of my one remaining eye and am in much better health in this much criticised but really

Augus 28th 1890 My dear friend, Your letter respecting package of books sent is at hand.

Accept my thanks for your valued gift to myself of your writings.

suppose you know all about it & have had the same—I still keep well & in good trim, thank the Lord—eat my

—Mrs G appears to be about well again— It is now 12½ Sunday—it is moderated, & the sun has come out—my

Sunday, August 11th/67 My dear Walt I received your letter and was right glad to get it I am in rather

fashionable calls but of course I must submit to it. but what I enjoy most of any thing else is sitting in my

Just when all seems lost, he is redeemed by the miracle of a touch: "He ahold of my hand has completely

Terrible Doubt" echoes the philosophy of other "Calamus" poems, perhaps most closely "Scented Herbage of My

good of them all —I have not had any trouble myself, worth mentioning—the dinner has been got up at my

The puppy thought I suppose that he could get his letter printed, & injure me & my book.

My Bondage and My Freedom. 1855. Urbana: U of Illinois P, 1987. ———.

But a later letter to Rossetti recanted this position: "I cannot and will not consent, of my own volition

, to countenance an expurgated edition of my pieces" (Whitman 942).

Dear Nelly: About me, my ailments, no great difference. (A queer old doctor here—did I tell you?

as I write—the baby fine, fat, bright today, but raising his voice lustily just this moment—You got my

O lips of my soul, already becoming powerless! O ample and grand Presidentiads! New history!

(I must not venture—the ground under my feet men- aces menaces me—it will not support me;) O present!

My dear Walt: I snatch five minutes from writing up the wrecks.

Yet in my heart I hold and love him for aye.

Camden New Jersey December 18 '83 Yours of 17th with the pay ($10) for my piece has come safely to hand

Walt Whitman Esq Dear Sir I will Sell My Lot on Royden St—for $450—all clear of incumbrance.

431 Stevens Street Camden New Jersey Dec 12 My dear friend As the holidays come on I would like to make

My dear friend O'Connor is dead. Walt Whitman. Walt Whitman to Thomas B. Harned, 10 May 1889

prove this puzzle, the New World, And to define America, her athletic Democracy; Therefore I send you my

prove this puzzle the New World, And to define America, her athletic Democracy, Therefore I send you my

prove this puzzle the New World, And to define America, her athletic Democracy, Therefore I send you my

My dear Mr. Editor, Would this piece be available for the Magazine?—The price is $100.

Private 328 Mickle st Camden May 27 My dear friend If convenient & you can print the following, just

And turning to the pictorial cover—"This is my design—I conceived it—it has a good familiar look, after

As it is now he is in my power: I could clap down on him in an hour—stop him outright.

My personal feeling is strong against a precipitate step, as this would be.Ed says W. woke up in just

But the ride was wearisome—it tried my head severely—though in a little while after I got there I had

I suppose Backwater's picture would be considered ideal—indeed, it is good—but to my taste, it falls

Lamented in his resigned, good-natured way that he could not go with me into the country—I being on my

In my mail, which I sat down and read, was this letter from Baker: Law Office, Robert G.

Ingersoll45 Wall StreetNew York, Feby 19.th 1892 My dear Traubel:How is the dear, good and great one?

Those lines, beautiful, true, horrible, stick in my memory. I would not forget them if I could.

request, generally, from the female applicants—no less, in fact, than that I should add a sentiment to my

Harned: "Reinhalter was in today—came to my office. Then he went out to see Moore.

Harned: "That was my position.

They even proposed a privilege from me that Moore should go among my friends and collect the money!

But I would get my copy.

And would get up, despite my protests, and go to the table. "It will do me good.

s on my way home and left the Arena with him.7:15 P.M. Some talk with W.

Said this to my sister in the forenoon, now again to me.

I have gone to several so-called Scotch concerts in my time, but they turned out farcical from gross