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his brother, and for men, and I an- swer answer for him that answers for all, and send these signs. 2

his own, and bestows it upon men, and any man translates, and any man translates himself also; One part

does not counteract another part—he is the joiner—he sees how they join.

; Perfect sanity shows the master among philosophs; Time, always without flaw, indicates itself in parts

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

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

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

THE CENTENARIAN'S STORY. VOLUNTEER OF 1861-2.

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

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

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

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

the blows strike revenge, or the heads of the nobles fall; The People scorn'd the ferocity of kings; 2

balk me, The pert apparel, the deform'd attitude, drunkenness, greed, premature death, all these I part

Cluster: Songs of Parting. (1871) SONGS OF PARTING.

whither or how long; Perhaps soon, some day or night while I am singing, my voice will suddenly cease. 2

Your horizon rises—I see it parting away for more august dramas; I see not America only—I see not only

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

2 Be it so, then I answer'd, I too, haughty Shade, also sing war—and a longer and greater one than any

sailors young and old, haply will I, a reminiscence of the land, be read, In full rapport at last. 2

the hermit thrush from the swamp-cedars, Solitary, singing in the West, I strike up for a New World. 2

wend—they never stop, Successions of men, Americanos, a hundred millions; One generation playing its part

, and passing on; Another generation playing its part, and passing on in its turn, With faces turn'd

let others ignore what they may; I make the poem of evil also—I commemorate that part also; I am myself

how superb and how divine is your body, or any part of it. 15 Whoever you are!

the wood, and become undis- guised undisguised and naked; I am mad for it to be in contact with me. 2

If I worship one thing more than another, it shall be the spread of my own body, or any part of it.

I take part—I see and hear the whole; The cries, curses, roar—the plaudits for well-aimed shots; The

List to the story as my grandmother's father, the sailor, told it to me.

is but a part.

is but a part.

part- ing parting of dear friends; The one to remain hung on the other's neck, and pas- sionately passionately

THE CENTENARIAN'S STORY. VOLUNTEER OF 1861-2.

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

SONGS OF PARTING.

2 Be it so, then I answer'd, I too, haughty Shade, also sing war—and a longer and greater one than any

sailors young and old, haply will I, a reminiscence of the land, be read, In full rapport at last. 2

Poem of Women. 2 — Poem of Women.

palaces, hovels, huts of barba- rians barbarians , tents of nomads, upon the surface, I see the shaded part

on one side where the sleepers are sleeping, and the sun-lit part on the other side, I see the curious

I see the cities of the earth, and make myself a part of them, I am a real Londoner, Parisian, Viennese

column of wants in the one-cent paper, the news by telegraph, amusements, operas, shows, The business parts

Riches, opinions, politics, institutions, to part obe- diently obediently from the path of one man or

Great is life, real and mystical, wherever and whoever, Great is death—sure as life holds all parts to

- gether together , death holds all parts together, Death has just as much purport as life has, Do you

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

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

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

States, Congress convening every December, the mem- bers members duly coming up from the uttermost parts

I swear I dare not shirk any part of myself, Not America, nor any part of America, Not my body, not friendship

This is the compost of billions of premature corpses, Perhaps every mite has once formed part of a sick

pert apparel, the deformed attitude, drunken- ness drunkenness , greed, premature death, all these I part

The simple, compact, well-joined scheme— my- self myself disintegrated, every one disintegrated, yet part

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

them a word, Lived the same life with the rest, the same old laughing, gnawing, sleeping, Played the part

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

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

The earth expanding right hand and left hand, 10* The picture alive, every part in its best light, The

behind you, What beckonings of love you receive, you shall only answer with passionate kisses of parting

, The body does not travel as much as the soul, The body has just as great a work as the soul, and parts

All parts away for the progress of souls, All religion, all solid things, arts, governments — all that

governments, judges, gods, followed per- sons persons of the earth, These are contained in sex, as parts

his own, and bestows it upon men, and any man translates, and any man translates himself also, One part

does not counteract another part—he is the joiner, he sees how they join.

Here I grew up—the studs and rafters are grown parts of me.

quence 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 impalpable so exist, No consummation exists without

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

PERFECT sanity shows the master among philosophs, Time, always without flaw, indicates itself in parts

matter who they are, And when all life and all the souls of men and women are discharged from any part

of the earth, Then shall the instinct of liberty be discharged from that part of the earth, Then shall

Recall ages—One age is but a part—ages are but a part, Recall the angers, bickerings, delusions, supersti

- ceived received with wonder, pity, love, or dread, 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

and the beautiful curious liquid, and the water-plants with their graceful flat heads — all became part

The field-sprouts of April and May became part of him—winter-grain sprouts, and those of the light-yellow

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

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

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

part- ing parting of dear friends; The one to remain hung on the other's neck, and pas- sionately passionately

2 Within me latitude widens, longitude lengthens; Asia, Africa, Europe, are to the east—America is pro

factories, palaces, hovels, huts of barbarians, tents of nomads, upon the surface; I see the shaded part

on one side, where the sleepers are sleeping—and the sun-lit part on the other side, I see the curious

I see the cities of the earth, and make myself at ran- dom random a part of them; I am a real Parisian

all so dear to me—what you are, (whatever it is,) I become a part of that, whatever it is; Southward

Mannahatta in itself, Singing the song of These, my ever-united lands—my body no more inevitably united, part

to part, and made one identity, any more than my lands are inevitably united, and made ONE IDENTITY;

emblem, dabs of music; Fingers of the organist skipping staccato over the keys of the great organ. 2

it is impossible for me to get rid of them; I am fill'd with them, and I will fill them in return.) 2

From all that has been near you, I believe you have im- parted imparted to yourselves, and now would

evident and amicable with me. 4 The earth expanding right hand and left hand, The picture alive, every part

; The body does not travel as much as the soul; The body has just as great a work as the soul, and parts

All parts away for the progress of souls; All religion, all solid things, arts, governments,—all that

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

simple, compact, well-join'd scheme—myself disin- tegrated disintegrated , every one disintegrated, yet part

, floating with motionless wings, oscillating their bodies, I 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.

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? Come to me, whoever and whatever, till I give you recognition.

his brother, and for men, and I an- swer answer for him that answers for all, and send these signs. 2

his own, and bestows it upon men, and any man translates, and any man translates himself also; One part

does not counteract another part—he is the joiner—he sees how they join.

; Perfect sanity shows the master among philosophs; Time, always without flaw, indicates itself in parts

2 The love of the Body of man or woman balks ac- count account —the body itself balks account; That of

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

, All the governments, judges, gods, follow'd persons of the earth, These are contain'd in sex, as parts

touch you, For I could not die till I once look'd on you, For I fear'd I might afterwards lose you. 2

(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