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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.

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).

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

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

"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

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.

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.

entirely down in the mouth—I do not seem to have any scare in me—but I am wide awake to the fact of my

My little quarrel with Stedman is not about anything he does but because of something I think he could

I said: "That is my birthday."

My term's work is over and I am going away for a month, to Cambridge and Brighton.

I have to be true to my reputation."

The whole thing surpassed my best hopes.

I shall soon send in my name as a subscriber (and another address).

tones, afterwards, W. continued, "Now, boy, I have a message for the Colonel: first of all, give him my

But the first-class men have it, and it always excites my admiration.

My dear HoraceI have had your long and interesting letter of 12th a couple of days.

shame or the need of shame. 2 Air, soil, water, fire—these are words; I myself am a word with them—my

qualities interpene- trate interpenetrate with theirs—my name is nothing to them; Though it were told

in the three thousand languages, what would air, soil, water, fire, know of my name?

When I undertake to tell the best, I find I cannot, My tongue is ineffectual on its pivots, My breath

shame or the need of shame. 28* Air, soil, water, fire, these are words, I myself am a word with them—my

qualities inter- penetrate interpenetrate with theirs—my name is nothing to them, Though it were told

in the three thousand languages, what would air, soil, water, fire, know of my name?

When I undertake to tell the best, I find I cannot, My tongue is ineffectual on its pivots, My breath

without shame or the need of shame Air, soil, water, fire, these are words, I myself am a word with them—my

qualities interpenetrate with theirs—my name is noth- ing nothing to them, Though it were told in the

three thousand lan- guages languages , what would air, soil, water, fire, know of my name?

When I undertake to tell the best, I find I can- not cannot , My tongue is ineffectual on its pivots,

My breath will not be obedient to its organs, I become a dumb man.

Air, soil, water, fire—these are words; I myself am a word with them—my qualities inter- penetrate interpenetrate

with theirs—my name is nothing to them; Though it were told in the three thousand languages, what would

air, soil, water, fire, know of my name?

When I undertake to tell the best, I find I cannot, My tongue is ineffectual on its pivots, My breath

W. this noon, on my entrance, sat looking over a copy of the pocket edition.

But most enjoyably of all did he listen to my reading of Kennedy's letter.

Said: "I have my own speech prepared: it will only be a couple of lines."

I gave him the substance of my letter.

care—besides something of my own."

This throws my work over far into next week. Not a word from W.—can there be a turn for the bad?

I have to-day forwarded by Adams' Express prepaid to same address as this card— one set, Two Vols. my

I reserve the right of using it in any future edition of my poems.

Mistar Mister Whitman I recived received your letter this morning and I return you my most gratful grateful

January 29th 1891 My dear Sir If there is a wounding word in the "Overland" article in which I speak

My dear Mr.

Nov 15 188 0 Walt Whitman Esq Dear Sir: Will you please send to my address by Express the two volumes

My dear friend, Can you not come over Friday and stay till Monday with me?

New York July 5 Still here—still quite well—sent you a paper yesterday with my "June" letter in —Shall