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changes to this file, as noted: Elizabeth Lorang John Schwaninger Nima Najafi Kianfar Kevin McMullen William
changes to this file, as noted: Elizabeth Lorang John Schwaninger Nima Najafi Kianfar Kevin McMullen William
around Camp Grant and see us. please excuse this Short Letter Write soon good by I remain your Freind William
file, as noted: Elizabeth Lorang Nima Najafi Kianfar Kevin McMullen John Schwaninger James Speed to William
changes to this file, as noted: Elizabeth Lorang Nima Najafi Kianfar Kevin McMullen John Schwaninger William
Stewart to William B.
changes to this file, as noted: Elizabeth Lorang Nima Najafi Kianfar Kevin McMullen John Schwaninger William
Send William the enclosed piece —it is one of those I spoke of—When you write direct to me, Portland
William tells me that in the letter Curtis promises to do all he can, & is very much interested, but
We miss you and William immensely, Charley & I speak of you daily.
I wonder if young William Allingham wrote it. The Leader is the paper he is on.
William D. O'Connor to Walt Whitman, 19 October 1865
right—& was glad to hear from you, Nelly, & Charles Eldridge & dear little Jeannie—(I will not add William
& launched on the market—at least that's my design at present — When you write tell me all about William—My
You ask about William.
changes to this file, as noted: Elizabeth Lorang Nima Najafi Kianfar Kevin McMullen John Schwaninger William
changes to this file, as noted: Elizabeth Lorang Nima Najafi Kianfar Kevin McMullen John Schwaninger William
changes to this file, as noted: Elizabeth Lorang Nima Najafi Kianfar Kevin McMullen John Schwaninger William
changes to this file, as noted: Elizabeth Lorang Nima Najafi Kianfar Kevin McMullen John Schwaninger William
in toward land; The great steady wind from west and west-by-south, Floating so buoyant, with milk-white
, I was refresh'd by the storm; I watch'd with joy the threatening maws of the waves; I mark'd the white
Then to the third—a face nor child, nor old, very calm, as of beautiful yellow-white ivory: Young man
NOT alone our camps of white, O soldiers, When, as order'd forward, after a long march, Footsore and
WORLD, take good notice, silver stars fading, Milky hue ript, weft of white detaching, Coals thirty-six
fresh'd refresh'd by the storm, I watch'd with joy the threatening maws of the waves, I mark'd the white
On the verso of one of the leaves is a letter from William Black seeking Whitman's autograph.
Walt Whitman by William Kurtz, ca. 1866 - 1869 This or two other photos (zzz.00055, zzz.00138) may be
Walt Walt Whitman to William D. O'Connor, 25 January 1866
changes to this file, as noted: Elizabeth Lorang Nima Najafi Kianfar Kevin McMullen John Schwaninger William
Whitman Sir I rec'd a letter from Mr William of Bascom 242 F Street stating that our testimony did not
changes to this file, as noted: Elizabeth Lorang Nima Najafi Kianfar Kevin McMullen John Schwaninger William
changes to this file, as noted: Elizabeth Lorang Kevin McMullen John Schwaninger Nima Najafi Kianfar William
Walt Whitman to William D. O'Connor, 26 August 1866
will be disfigured in that way—though we have got along pretty well thus far—I rec'd a letter from William
Walt Whitman Walt Whitman to William E. Chapin & Company, 24 September 1866
Williams, Dep. U. S. Marshal at Buffalo, called upon Gen.
as noted: Elizabeth Lorang Kevin McMullen John Schwaninger Nima Najafi Kianfar Henry Stanbery to William
Walt Whitman to William D. O'Connor, September (?) 1866
Pleasants to William H. Gale, 5 October 1866
Pleasants to William Price, 10 October 1866
And it means, sprouting alike in broad zones and narrow zones, Growing among black folks as among white
The early lilacs became part of this child; And grass, and white and red morning-glories, and white and
blue-grey shirt, his iron-grey hair, his swart sun-burnt face and bare neck, he lay upon the brown-and-white
as noted: Elizabeth Lorang Nima Najafi Kianfar Kevin McMullen John Schwaninger Henry Stanbery to William
Hubley Ashton to William A. Dart, 24 October 1866
Pleasants to William A. Dart, 25 October 1866
During this period he was on familiar terms of acquaintance with William Cullen Bryant, and the two were
again, this soil'd world; For my enemy is dead a man divine as myself is dead I look where he lies white-faced
and still in the coffin—I draw near I bend Bend down and touch lightly with my lips the white face in
She sits in an arm-chair, under the shaded porch of the farm-house; The sun just shines on her old white
again, this soil'd world. … For my enemy is dead—a man divine as myself is dead; I look where he lies, white-faced
and still in the coffin—I draw near; I bend down and touch lightly with my lips the white face in the
as noted: Elizabeth Lorang Nima Najafi Kianfar Kevin McMullen John Schwaninger Henry Stanbery to William
William Swinton is here in Washington, temporarily. He is interested in speculating in gold.
I remember, as I passed the White House with him one evening, the startled feeling with which I saw a
Open this other book of his, "William Shakespeare," a book with only one grave fault, the omission of
Harlan would consider Walt Whitman white as purity beside him.
Sick and wounded, officers and privates, the black soldiers as well as the white, the teamsters, the
William Douglas O'Connor's "The Good Gray Poet" first appeared as a free-standing pamphlet (New York:
Richard Grant White has but paid just sympathy to a true poet "Swinburne"; The criticism is a "Poem,"
Drum-Taps written by John Burroughs and a review of Algernon Charles Swinburne's work by Richard Grant White
Richard Grant White (1822–1885) was a prominent Shakespeare scholar and journalist from New York.
Richard Grant White has but paid just sympathy to a true poet "Swinburne"; The criticism is a "Poem,"
Drum-Taps written by John Burroughs and a review of Algernon Charles Swinburne's work by Richard Grant White
ancient sorrowful mother, Once a queen now lean and tattered tatter'd , seated on the ground, Her old white
Walt Whitman by William Kurtz?
, ca. 1867 - 1870 For more information on William Kurtz, see "Notes on Whitman's Photographers."
The early lilacs became part of this child, And grass, and white and red morning-glories, and white and
pass up or down, white-sail'd schooners, sloops, lighters! Flaunt away, flags of all nations!
What is that little black thing I see there in the white? Loud! loud! loud!
Let the white person tread the black person under his heel! (Say!
We, loose winrows, little corpses, Froth, snowy white, and bubbles, (See!
The early lilacs became part of this child, And grass, and white and red morning-glories, and white and
sun- set sunset —the river between, Shadows, aureola and mist, light falling on roofs and gables of white
In the night, in solitude, tears; On the white shore dripping, dripping, suck'd in by the sand; Tears—not
O the huge sob—A few bubbles—the white foam spirting up—And then the women gone, Sinking there, while
the thick tangle, the openings, and the pink turf, Different colors, pale gray and green, purple, white
night, and withdraws at the peep of the day, with stealthy tread, Leaving me baskets cover'd with white
Growing among black folks as among white; Kanuck, Tuckahoe, Congressman, Cuff, I give them the same,
This grass is very dark to be from the white heads of old mothers; Darker than the colorless beards of
The young men float on their backs—their white bellies bulge to the sun—they do not ask who seizes fast
I depart as air—I shake my white locks at the run- away runaway sun; I effuse my flesh in eddies, and