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Cluster: Leaves of Grass. (1867) LEAVES OF GRASS. 1. O HASTENING light! O free and extatic!
Cluster: Thoughts. (1867) THOUGHTS. 1.
Cluster: Leaves of Grass. (1867) LEAVES OF GRASS. 1.
Cluster: Leaves of Grass. (1867) LEAVES OF GRASS. 1.
Cluster: Leaves of Grass. (1867) LEAVES OF GRASS. 1 O ME, man of slack faith so long!
Cluster: Thoughts. (1867) THOUGHTS. 1.
Y this afternoon—returning Monday— —Scribner's has rejected & return'd to me my offered poems —the 1
Prince," now due from Liverpool, consigned to us for your ., one package containing apparel valued at £1.
I got the pills soon after 1 yesterday afternoon and took one—then near 5 another—then at 9 this morning
Am alone at present—is abt 1½ p.m.—quiet & sort o' warm—pleasant—rain last night. Sunday evening .
Camden July 1, 1890 In accordance with the note of June 20 (recd. with pay, thanks) I send same mail,
Walt Whitman Walt Whitman to Louisa Drewry, 1 July 1890
April 15th, 1 o'clock Went out in wheel chair fifteen minutes; warm, bright sun, flustered, headache—eyes
B & the childer children Walt Whitman On December 1, 1891, Whitman received a letter from J.
Camden NJ—U S America Dec: 1 '91 Y'rs rec'd—also J W W[allace]'s —thanks—(I can see you all with y'r
John Johnston, 1 December 1891
Camden NJ — Sept: 16 1 P M '91 Perfect weather continued—am feeling fairly—oysters for my breakfast—am
Camden New Jersey U S America Nov: 1 '90 Evn'g Only a word to salute you & Wallace & all the friends—to
John Johnston, 1 November 1890
Camden 3½ P M Nov: 1 '90 Have been out in wheel chair for hour & half, & enjoy'd it—all goes as usual—sunny
himself—(he has treated me so splendidly too)— Walt Whitman Walt Whitman to Richard Maurice Bucke, 1
Walt Whitman to Edward Carpenter, 1 September [1878]
February 1, 1881 Yours rec'd received and very opportunely —all today has been the dismalest of this
Walt Whitman to John Burroughs, 1 February 1881
Price Elizabeth Lorang Kathryn Kruger Zachary King Eric Conrad Walt Whitman to James Matlack Scovel, [1
order at once enc'g: $30 to J Q A Ward, kind answer, will order presently to Dr Seeger, answer, order 1
copies of John Burroughs's Notes on W W as Poet & Person , 2d 2nd edition under my control—the price is $1
Joseph White was nabbed yesterday for attacking a German, at 1 o'clock in the morning, and robbing him
New York, November 1. Oh, but we are in the midst of exciting times, now!
Walt Whitman to the Editors of The Daily Crescent, 1 November 1848
From Bowling Green to the City Hotel forms Character No. 1; from that to Chambers street forms No. 2;
—but I suppose of course you did—Yesterday was such a fine day, I went off about 1 o'clock & had quite
1856 Albert and Shirley Small Special Collections Library, University of Virginia PS3201 1856, copy 1
Leaves of Grass Page 1.
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exaltations, They come to me days and nights and go from me again, But they are not the Me myself. 1*
to 7, indicating their degrees of development, 1 meaning very small, 2 small, 3 moderate, 4 average,
. ∗ The organs are marked by figures from 1 to 7, indicating their degrees of development, 1 meaning
Poem of Walt Whitman, an American. 1 — Poem of Walt Whitman, an American.
exaltations, They come to me days and nights and go from me again, But they are not the Me myself. 1*
I SING THE BODY ELECTRIC. 1 I SING the Body electric; The armies of those I love engirth me, and I engirth
OUT OF THE ROLLING OCEAN, THE CROWD. 1 OUT of the rolling ocean, the crowd, came a drop gently to me,
A SONG. 1 COME, I will make the continent indissoluble; I will make the most splendid race the sun ever
NOW LIST TO MY MORNING'S ROMANZA. 1 Now list to my morning's romanza—I tell the signs of the Answerer
DRUM-TAPS. 1 FIRST, O songs, for a prelude, Lightly strike on the stretch'd tympanum, pride and joy in
1 BEAT! beat! drums!—Blow! bugles! blow!
Come Up from the Fields, Father. 1 COME up from the fields, father, here's a letter from our Pete; And
THE DRESSER. 1 AN old man bending, I come, among new faces, Years looking backward, resuming, in answer
GIVE ME THE SPLENDID SILENT SUN. 1 GIVE me the splendid silent sun, with all his beams full- dazzling
FACES 1 SAUNTERING the pavement, or riding the country by- road by-road —lo! such faces!
MANHATTAN'S STREETS I SAUNTER'D, PONDERING. 1 MANHATTAN'S streets I saunter'd, pondering, On time, space
AS I SAT ALONE BY BLUE ONTARIO'S SHORE. 1 As I sat alone, by blue Ontario's shore, As I mused of these
Weather-beaten vessels, landings, settlements, embryo stature and muscle, The haughty defiance of the Year 1—
1 COME, my tan-faced children, Follow well in order, get your weapons ready; Have you your pistols?
THIS COMPOST. 1 SOMETHING startles me where I thought I was safest; I withdraw from the still woods I
(A Reminiscence of 1864.) 1 WHO are you, dusky woman, so ancient, hardly human, With your woolly-white
TO A FOIL'D EUROPEAN REVOLUTIONAIRE. 1 COURAGE yet! my brother or my sister! Keep on!
FRANCE, The 18th Year of These States. 1 A GREAT year and place; A harsh, discordant, natal scream out-sounding
EUROPE, The 72d and 73d Years of These States. 1 SUDDENLY, out of its stale and drowsy lair, the lair
AS THE TIME DRAWS NIGH. 1 As the time draws nigh, glooming, a cloud, A dread beyond, of I know not what
THOUGHTS. 1 OF these years I sing, How they pass and have pass'd, through convuls'd pains, as through
1 TO conclude—I announce what comes after me; I announce mightier offspring, orators, days, and then,
AS I PONDER'D IN SILENCE. 1 AS I ponder'd in silence, Returning upon my poems, considering, lingering
IN CABIN'D SHIPS AT SEA. 1 IN cabin'd ships, at sea, The boundless blue on every side expanding, With
STARTING FROM PAUMANOK. 1 STARTING from fish-shape Paumanok, where I was born, Well-begotten, and rais'd
WALT WHITMAN. 1 I CELEBRATE myself; And what I assume you shall assume; For every atom belonging to me
1 O TAKE my hand, Walt Whitman! Such gliding wonders! such sights and sounds!
SONG OF THE BROAD-AXE. 1 WEAPON, shapely, naked, wan! Head from the mother's bowels drawn!
1 BEAT! beat! drums!—Blow! bugles! blow!
FACES 1 SAUNTERING the pavement, or riding the country by- road by-road —lo! such faces!
TO A FOIL'D EUROPEAN REVOLUTIONAIRE. 1 COURAGE yet! my brother or my sister! Keep on!
AS I PONDER'D IN SILENCE. 1 AS I ponder'd in silence, Returning upon my poems, considering, lingering
IN CABIN'D SHIPS AT SEA. 1 IN cabin'd ships, at sea, The boundless blue on every side expanding, With
disembarcation, the founding of a new city, The voyage of those who sought a New England and found it, The Year 1
Weather-beaten vessels, landings, settlements, the rapid stature and muscle, The haughty defiance of the Year 1—
1 O TAKE my hand, Walt Whitman! Such gliding wonders! such sights and sounds!
SONG OF THE BROAD-AXE. 1 WEAPON, shapely, naked, wan! Head from the mother's bowels drawn!
SONG OF THE OPEN ROAD. 1 AFOOT and light-hearted, I take to the open road, Healthy, free, the world before