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Whitman I am writing to ask you to send me the two volumes of your writings which you sent my sister

Whitman: "Because you have, as it were, given me a ground for the love of men I thank you continually in my

I must have known you all my life you are wonderful, how did you learn the sacred truth of Leaves of

I have listen'd listened to his preaching so often when a child, and sat with my mother at social gatherings

without visiting Detroit, I would like to have you make your visit a little late, I will tell you why—My

husband and a son in law are making a trip around the Lakes to Chicago and back—and my son in law Lewis

both Artists, Father and son—the latter just sixteen years of age—but of great promise—I know that my

If you do not feel well enough to answer my questions— wont won't some friend do it for me—and please

My Dear Friend: I feel so drawn to send you a Christmas greeting.

Did you receive an invitation to the wedding of my daughter, Blanche, on the 14th of June last?

So often I think of the days of my youth, amid the calm content of Quaker society, so beautiful.

Tears came into my children's eyes. After meeting I asked them why?

I am my friend with kindest regards, Yours truly, Elisa S. Leggett.

Detroit June 18 th 1880 169 East Elizabeth St Street My Dear Friend— I am greatly obliged for your Book

been exceedingly interested—also I rec'd received the Paper— The hospitals during the War, were in my

could but feel the distress of the homesickness of the poor fellows—when the news came to me, that my

I can stand that—for it would be my own suffering, but I cant endure to think of Percy as wounded in

sorrow not his— I hope that you recd my story of "Leaves of Grass"—I and my family had hoped to have

the city i have taken the liberty of addressing you a few lines i am the wife of Henry Reynolds and my

son is called after you, my husband went out West about a year and a half ago since which time we have

And, now, will you be kind enough to send me one more set, for a lady, to whom I have just shewn my set

I used to read your "Leaves of Grass" to my children.

Once with my back to the door entering the parlor, in a large chair, my children before me on the sofa

Dear friend Walt Not knowing what they were agoing to do with me until thursday last is my excuse for

Thursday I expected my dischar[g]e so that I could start Friday but on going to the office I found that

knew that they had gone up and when the truth was known he knew nothing about it thursday afternoon my

papers wer sent in to the ward for me to go before Bliss he examined me and told me I could have my

Sutler's and back (Walt it is useless for me to try to tell you how much i have missed you at night when my

She came down on tuesday she is well though tired when she arrived she sends her love to you give my

and for two or three days many said I could not live but I had a good Doctor and have almost regained my

I do not know that I told you that both of my parents were dead but it is true and now Walt you will

be a second Father to me wont you, for my love for you is hardly less than my love for my natural parent

I think my papers will be in tomorrow certain.

I shall start as soon as my papers come.

My love to you and now Dear Father good by for the present.

Sometime after this when the lecture was printed my friend saw a copy and read it himself with much pleasure

In my humble opinion they would serve excellently as a heading to Mr Ingersoll's lecture:— "THE DEAD

In case you should wish to honor my friend by a slight acknowledgment of his tribute I enclose addressed

- ward southward , Alone, held by this eternal self of me, out of the pride of which I have utter'd my

Fascinated, my eyes, reverting from the south, drop't, to follow those slender winrows, Chaff, straw,

I take what is underfoot; What is yours is mine, my father.

I throw myself upon your breast, my father, I cling to you so that you cannot unloose me, I hold you

from my dead lips the ooze exuding at last! See—the prismatic colors, glistening and rolling!)

Whitman said to one of his early German translators: "It has not been for my country alone—ambitious

The final aim of the United States of America is the solidarity of the world One purpose of my chants

Now I am out here, and circumstances contrary to my wishes, will keep me here indefinitely.

This is one of my homesick days, and I have been thinking over what there is in the north that I would

When I read I say "Yes, I am she, O you wise poet," and sometimes I think I must put out my hand for

and I am sure that we have gone together down that brown road a great many times; and perhaps it was my

I am very glad my eyes found the message you hid away for me—hid so deeply, though, that I barely found

Grass, ultimately titled Song of Myself: "And I know that the spirit of God is the eldest brother of my

The Elder Brother of the soul—my soul.

Grass, ultimately titled "Song of Myself": "And I know that the spirit of God is the eldest brother of my

And thee my soul, Joys, ceaseless exercises, exaltations, Thy yearning amply fed at last, prepared to

And thee my soul, Joys, ceaseless exercises, exaltations, Thy yearning amply fed at last, prepared to

One night, as I was sitting alone with my mother and writing, I felt a sudden dizziness overcome me immediately

after a draught of tea stronger than any I had taken yet, and requested my mother to get me a glass

My mother was standing before me with the sherry. I asked her how long I had been insensible.

In my youthful ardor, I am rejoiced at the interdiction . It will make the revolution the greater.

Walt Whitman: My dear Sir, I take the liberty of sending you in the same mail with this, a little pamphlet

Should it prove so, my object will then be attained.

Dear Sir— I have tried in vain to obtain a good portrait of my father for you and am reduced to this

not read) containing poor copies of the good portraits that are in some secure, forgotten place among my

traps—stored in garret or cellar of my new house where all things are at sixes and sevens.

Dear Sir— I shall go to Boston Tuesday and will endeavor to get a portrait of my father—I have none here

and his brother Harry were the sons of Henry Whireman Fritzinger (about 1828–1881), a former sea captain

Davis, Whitman's housekeeper, who had also taken care of the sea captain and who inherited part of his

we had a chat he ed rush us h as to see me as I was to see him, so you can imagine how interesting my

I am getting along with my study's very well, intend going to Toronto in about three weeks to attend

and his brother Harry were the sons of Henry Whireman Fritzinger (about 1828–1881), a former sea captain

Davis, Whitman's housekeeper, who had also taken care of the sea captain and who inherited part of his

I had a very good time Christmas, went home & helped to eat the turkey, all my sisters & brothers were

So I made up my mind to leave in the fall & go at the Veterinary business which I consider was a wise

and his brother Harry were the sons of Henry Whireman Fritzinger (about 1828–1881), a former sea captain

Davis, Whitman's housekeeper, who had also taken care of the sea captain and who inherited part of his

New York, Dec 21 189 1 My dear Sir.

And my doctor was Doct Swift of that place.

I am still a little weak , but my strength is daily improving.

—I believe you can recover if you will follow my suggestions.

After that to my office 132 Nassau Street New York City.

reminiscences of the actors & actresses fifty years ago —Tho' I am not personally known to you—& as far as my

not yet an Octogenarian or even a Septuagenarian—I being but 66 at the close off this month—I date my

perfection & not the genius of acting—I never witnessed Forrest acting but the houses were jammed, my

look & utters with electrical effect "Maral I hate thee"—I can never forget it—it was imprinted in my

recollect Signor de Begnis (—with perhaps the exception of Lablach —whom I have heard frequently on my

Macbeth, Act V, where Macbeth says, "I have liv'd long enough: my way of life / Is fall'n into the sere

Brooklyn, New York April 3, 1865 Captain George W.

(from which latter place he was paroled one month since,)—and that in my opinion it is now unsafe for

Captain Geo W Whitman 51 N.Y. Vols SC 20 days Edward Ruggles to U.S.

Robert Browning (1812–1889), known for his dramatic monologues, including "Porphyria's Lover" and "My

afternoon and Stay all night With you and home on the Sunday morning train. i love you Walt and Know that my

Cattell My Love to you Walt, i think of you in my prayers old man Every night and Morning Edward P.

Sunday 21th old man i got your kind and welcom welcome letter last week and was glad to hear from you my

would like to see you and have a talk i love you Walt and all ways always will so may god Bless you is my

large collection to which I earnestly desire to add your name, especially as I am trying to complete my

My father still lives, at the age of ninety-one. But I have lately lost my sister.

8 Montenotte Cork, Ireland , Sept. 5, 1871 My dear Sir, It was very kind of you to send me the photographs

There is my brother (a clergyman) who finds his truth halved between John H.

My dear Mr. Whitman, Some days ago came my parcel—many thanks—Mr. Grosart's books included.

Graves had come previously—I have waited a few days expecting to hear from my brother (from Edinburgh

this year also, to get a kind of confession or self–revelation from one of the most promising men in my

Probably my next bit of work will be the arranging for publication a volume of Essays on 19 th century

at this moment; but he would like to get your photograph (of which you spoke) & if you address it to my

Whitman referred to Rossetti's edition as a "horrible dismemberment of my book" in his August 12, 1871

originated in an untitled section of the 1855 edition, which in the 1867 edition became "Now List to My

Dublin Aug 31. 1888 My dear W.

My dear Mr.

As far as my own opinion goes, I would say that there is a certainty of success, a sufficient success

I need not say that if you would come to our house in Dublin my wife & I would be made abundantly happy

Each I assure you has been valued, (though my thanks are tardy); & your letter has been read or heard

My address is as before 50, Wellington Road, Dublin.

My dear Mr.

But I want also, at least in fancy, to reach my hand across the sea, & to take your hand, & to tell you

I think of seventy years as quite the vestibule of age, because my own father is rigorous, at least in

Montenotte Cork, Ireland July 23 1871 My dear Sir, I wished to send you a copy of the July No of the

removable error fail in their approach to you, or do not approach at all. that I think I am justified in my

My fixed residence is 50 Wellington Road, Dublin, Ireland.

My work there is that of Professor of English Literature in the University of Dublin.

friends so closely, that your health & strength becomes part of theirs— I send you the Academy with my

I closed my review with a wish that you might try a voyage across the Atlantic.

I have had a sorrow lately in the death of my elder sister.

In a day or two I go to visit my father who is in his ninety–first year & who has been saddened by this

My dear Mr. Whitman, Yesterday your post-card & your very welcome books reached me.

We are all well, my wife & children & I .

previously published in Leaves of Grass, "Passage to India" was Whitman's attempt to "celebrate in my

Whitman referred to Rossetti's edition as a "horrible dismemberment of my book" in his August 12, 1871

My dear Mr. Whitman, I received a few days since your last letter.

It is very pleasant to me to find you liked my Shakspere Shakespeare book, but much more to know that

But I do not doubt that half-a dozen of my friends will wish to have the books, so I should be obliged

which consisted in the main of apt selections from L. of G. & Democratic Vistas, & these were felt by my

Then, to my surprise & great satisfaction, followed speaker after speaker on the Whitman side,—a barrister

Dowden has written and then crossed out a note at the top of the page: "My former draft (for 10 dollars

Whitman referred to Rossetti's edition as a "horrible dismemberment of my book" in his August 12, 1871

criticism . . . after full retrospect of his works and life, the aforesaid 'odd-kind chiel' remains to my

50 Wellington Road Dublin, Oct 15, 1871 My dear Sir, I ought before now to have thanked you for the poem

Much work lying before me on my return here prevented me from thanking you sooner.

My dear M r Whitman, Thank you for the kind thought which sent me the newspaper containing good news

under all feeling which the fact of your illness produces lies the one feeling (which the growth of my

Burroughs would be willing to take the trouble; (& he would add to my gain if he would mention to me

My wife joins with mine her love & both go to you together. We are well.

It has always seemed to me more my proper work than prose, but if a sufficient experiment proves the