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/ Why are there men and women that while they are nigh me the sun-light expands my blood?

/ Why when they leave me do my pennants of joy sink flat and lank?

blood—that if I walk with an arm of theirs around my neck, my soul leaps and laughs like a new-waked

—(Am I loved by them boundlessly because my love for them is more boundless?

truth, my sympathy, and my dignity.

You traitor to my dead father—robber of his children! I fear to think on what I think now!"

": "My tread scares the wood-drake and wood-duck on my distant and day-long ramble, / They rise together

these lines may relate to the following line in the poem ultimately titled "Song of Myself": "I take my

To the Poor— I have my place among you Is it nothing that I have preferred to be poor, rather than to

They will ask me of news about my brother: Let me not say, I left him weeping like a girl!"

"Tell them," rejoined the chief, "that I met my punishment as a hunter grasps the hand of one he loves

When I came hither, not many days since, I was near to death, even then—and my fate would have happened

monk when he could safely walk the distance of the village: "Though judging by the cool kindness of my

"Patience, my son!" said the holy father; "tomorrow I will myself accompany you thither.

"Why are you crying, my little son?" said he.

"My brother is sick," answered the child. "I have no father. He is dead."

"What is your name, my poor boy?" he asked. "Adam Covert," said the child.

Reprinted as "Interpolation Sounds" in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).

When reprinted in "Good-Bye My Fancy," the poem included the note, "General Sheridan was buried at the

Reprinted under the new title "To the Pending Year" in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).; Our transcription is

poems published as the cluster "Old Age Echoes" in Lippincott's Magazine were reprinted in Good-bye My

.; Reprinted as "Out from Behind This Mask: To confront My Portrait, illustrating 'the Wound-Dresser,

Reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).; Our transcription is based on a digital image of an original

My Canary Bird

mentions in a letter to Richard Maurice Bucke on February 16, 1888: "it is chilly here as I finish this—my

Queries to My Seventieth Year

Sea Captains, Young or Old

It was included without the note in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).; Our transcription is based on a digital

.; An earlier version of this poem entitled "My Departure" appeared in the Long Island Democrat, 23 October

remembrance the love of man, I will employ myself on the means of effecting good for him, and build my

Then, turning to the Genius, I exclaimed: O Genius, despair hath settled on my soul.

justified in the profound contempt which they have entertained for the mass of historical works. ' Give me my

I initiated you into Milton nearly thirty years ago, my dear Seward; and I rejoice to find that you still

Often—often—often, my dear sir. VOL.

originality is the difference between the Bible and Paradise Lost. 766 Seldom—seldom—seldom if ever, my

nations in Asia or Africa not Christian, would see any great point in his poem, if read to th It is, my

Edition This little Treatise is extracted from a more extensive work, undertaken without consulting my

—In this research it will be my constant endeavor to ally that which the right perm its , with that which

—When a robber surprises me in a forest, I must surrender my purse to force,—but when I can regain it

—My first question returns. Chapter 4th.

Then said the beautiful Queen Kriemhilde, "My husband i the most noble, and by right this kingdom, and

the queen to Hagen, and, looking upon him with hatred, "Restore," said she, "before it is too late, my

said Kriemhilde, "one useful thing, at any rate, you have restored to me, The sword, the weapon of my

I began to feel very much numbed with the cold, and my eyes suffered a good deal from the glare of the

I was now only able to take three steps at a time without stopping, as my legs began to give way, and

I attribute my being able to reach the top to my wind; I never felt want of breath at any time, while

M., with my hands cut to bits, my nails worn to the quick with holding on, I reached the hut and there

One of my eyes is completely 'bunged up,' the other just enables me to see to write this.

letter to Viscount St Albans calling Bacon saying "the most prodigious wit that ever I knew of any my

latter years, when asked how he could have done so much, he replied, "Have I not spent fifty years at my

fond thoughts my soul beguiled;— It was herself!

I've set my heart upon nothing, you see; Hurrah! And so the world goes well with me.

I set my heart at first upon wealth; And bartered away my peace and health; But, ah!

I set my heart upon sounding fame; And, lo! I'm eclipsed by some upstart's And, ah!

And then I set my heart upon war. We gained some battles with eclat.

My life, 358 96 Birth of Alexander the Great. Small show, 356 PERIOD VIII.

See in particular the opening line: "I WANDER all night in my vision," (1855, p. 70).; There is also

I fling out my fancies toward them;" (1855, p. 38).; 2; 3

My own opinion guess is that myriads of superior works have been lost—superior to existing works in every

waste of ignorance, and the calamities of war, our treasures rather than our losses are the object of my

luxurious and delightful moments of life; which have often enticed me to pass fourteen hours a day at my

desk, in a state of transport; this gratification, more than glory, is my reward.'

What was learned man's compliment, may serve for my confession and conclusion.

to one of his mystical treatises (De Cœlo et Inferno) he says:— "I was dining very late one day at my

London (this was in seventeen hundred and forty-three)—and was eating heartily.— When I was finishing my

That night the eyes of my inner man were opened, and enabled to look into heaven, the world of spirits

, and hell; and there I saw many persons of my acquaintance, some dead long before, and others recently

Instantly there was presented before my eyes a woman exactly resembling the women in that earth.— She

—THE SUN. 1 O THOU that rollest above, round as the shield of my fathers!

And still more strikingly Othello says: "Every puny whipster gets my sword: for why should honor outlive

onward 10 years Goethe —(reading Carlyle's criticisms on Goethe.) over leaf Here is now, (January 1856) my

"So my friends tell me, but I never met him." "Don't you think, Mr.

James Gray, Bookbinder 16 Spruce st. 4th floor, is the custodian of the sheets of my Leaves of Grass,

and think, 'Well, this great thing has been, and all that is now left of it is the feeble print upon my

brain, the little th rill which memory will send along my nerves, mine and my neighbours'; as we live

reading them, can be attached to their opinion at page 8 of the report R OBERT S PENCER OBINSON In my

radiation, &c. as to its fitness, appropriateness, advantage (or disadvantage) with reference to me , to my

This have I thought good to deliver thee, my dearest partner of greatness, that thou mightest not lose

Cassius Clay Henry Shaw of St Louis Y et m M y 71st year has arrived and this arrives: the fifteen is my

In Captain Church's history of Philip's war, there are innumerable incidents for the painter.

Towards the close of the war, when Philip's followers were nearly all slain, and his ruin near, the captain

Tho generous old captain, touched by the picture of the chief's distress, allowed him to seize his gun

railroads— The Mannahatta that's it Mannahatta —the mast‑hemmed—the egg in the nest of the beautiful bays— my

through swamps warm land,—sunny land, the fiery land, the rich‑blooded land, in hot quick‑mettled land, my

Song Always the South, the Dear to me the sunny land, sweet land, the silvery land my land, wild generous

fiercely, and rack my soul with great pain.

These elements are the influences of my nature on the one side, and those of my habits on the other.

My eyes answered, yes. So I learned language.

Only one of them came near to me, in my progress.

about my own age.

"You are welcome, my brother," said the Unrelenting.

Behold all that is left to brighten my heart!"

"Many years since," said the chief, "when my cheek was soft, and my arms felt the numbness of but few

I felt the edge of my tomahawk—it was keen as my hate.

I raised my arm—I gathered my strength—I struck, and cleft the warrior's brain in quivering halves!"

I expressed my desire at the suggestion, and he commenced his narrative: Both this original printing

"My child!" she cried, in uncontrollable agony, "my child! you die!"

This sentence and the preceding one, beginning "My child," also first appeared, with minor differences

He acknowledged in answer to my questioning, that he had indeed been relating a story, the hero of which

.; This sentence and the preceding one, beginning "My child," also first appeared, with minor differences

equipages roll by—I see the respectful bow at the presence of pride—and I curse the contrast between my

The lofty air—the show of dress—the aristocratic demeanor—the glitter of jewels—dazzle my eyes; and sharp-toothed

Why: should my path be so much rougher than theirs? Pitiable, unfortunate man that I am!

to be placed beneath those whom in my heart I despise—and to be constantly tantalized with the presence

Barcoure was a young man—like my hero.

Indeed it may be found, before the end of my story, that the right of main personage may lie between

advance any farther, it were well for me to remind the reader that I seek to paint life and men, in my

My Boys and Girls MY BOYS AND GIRLS.

Yet such is the case, as I aver upon my word.

Several times has the immortal Washington sat on my shoulders, his legs dangling down upon my breast,

Right well do I love many more of my children. H. is my "summer child."

But shall I forget to mention one other of my children?

Because issues of The Rover do not include a publication date, there is some disagreement about when "My

suggests March or April 1844—between March 27 and April 20, 1844—as the likely date of publication of "My

For more information on the autobiographical aspects of the story and its publication, see "About 'My

though shining out very brightly by fits and starts, seemed incapable of conveying any warmth, I took my

hat, which I was able to keep on my head not without considerable effort.

My flesh quivered with the bitter coldness of the air. My breath appeared steam. Qu-foo-o!

I gave an extra pull of my hat over my brows—a closer adjustment of my collar around my shoulders, and

way homeward, imbue my fancy with a kindred glee and joyousness!

I threw my valise upon a bench, and my over-coat upon it.

My employer, Mr.

my duties during the day.

knowledge and my memory.

My country relations were not forgotten by me in my good fortune.

I was at that time studying law, the profession my father followed.

brother, and two other students who were in my father's office.

my fingers quiver yet as I write the word!) young Ninon, the daughter of the widow.

My brother was the only one who preserved his usual tenor of temper and conduct.

My sight seemed to waver, my head felt dizzy, and a feeling of deadly sickness came over me.

Now I, who so love to see my neighbors happy," the hunchback grinned, "could not bear that the pretty

I approached, and told him my errand.

He took my letter—and then asked me into his hut; for it was near at hand.

He put before me some drink and meat, and then, though he spoke not, I saw he wished my departure.

"And now you have all of my story—and I must go, for it is time Peter Brown received his answer."

Thorne, "it will be the best for Quincy to come with my party.

"Know you aught of this terrible business, my son?"

Boddo went on, "though to tell the fact, he did not know it himself for quite a long while—I, with my

"They met—this man and my sister.

My sister fell!

"One day my sister was missing.

He accepted my challenge.

I was blinded by my hate for my sister's betrayer.

And I would not have my wife come hither, at least at present—for I think of no good she can do.

Tell me, Father Luke, how long do you think will be the duration of my illness?"

But judging from the best of my knowledge, I may be able to recover you in three days, so that you can

At this very moment you are falling into a fever which will require all my watchfulness.

Now, my son, compose yourself to sleep."

"My companions and myself have been sent hither," answered the other, "to learn from you what you can