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to an "Elder Brother" is reminescent of lines "And I know that the hand of God is the elderhand of my
own, / And I know that the spirit of God is the eldest brother of my own" (15—16).
to an "Elder Brother" is reminescent of lines "And I know that the hand of God is the elderhand of my
own, / And I know that the spirit of God is the eldest brother of my own" (15—16).
is reminiscent of lines from the poem that read "And I know that the hand of God is the elderhand of my
own, / And I know that the spirit of God is the eldest brother of my own" (1855, pp. 15–16).; Transcribed
eventually titled "Song of Myself": "The boatmen and clamdiggers arose early and stopped for me, / I tucked my
trowser-ends in my boots and went and had a good time."
and wicked" may relate to the following line, which occurs later in the same poem: "Ever myself and my
eventually titled "Song of Myself": "The boatmen and clamdiggers arose early and stopped for me, / I tucked my
trowser-ends in my boots and went and had a good time."
and wicked" may relate to the following line, which occurs later in the same poem: "Ever myself and my
trowser-ends in my boots and went and had a good time" (1855, p. 18).
and wicked" may relate to the following line, which occurs later in the same poem: "Ever myself and my
Clean er shaved and more grammatical folks I call Mister, and lay the tips of my fingers inside their
headline in the morning papers, and pass the time as comfortably as the law allows.— But for the others, my
giving others the same chances and rights as myself— As if it were not indis‑ indispensable pensable to my
The press of my foot to the earth springs a hundred affections, They scorn the best I can do to relate
What is nearest and commonest and nearest and cheapest and easiest is Me, Me going in for my chances,
myself to bestow myself on the first that will take me, Not asking the sky to come down to receive my
When painfully athwart my brain Dark thoughts come crowding on, And, sick of worldly hollowness, My heart
out upon the green I walk, Just ere the close of day, And swift I ween the sight I view Clears all my
I am with you in my soul: I shout—I strike the ball with you— With you I race and roll.— Methinks, white‑winged
.— I assume this day, the whole debt of all I take my place by right among the sudorous or sweaty men
a handsomer man with be has better finer health and cleaner shaped limbs than I, who do business in my
Have I hasten to inform you it is just as good to die, and I know it; I know it For I take my death with
the dying, And my birth with the new-washed babe Whitman probably drafted this manuscript in the early
pass death with the dying, and birth with the new-washed babe . . . . and am not contained between my
.— The old house in which my father's grand parents lived, (and their parents probably before them, )
—Some of them are yet represented by descendants in New England My father's grandfather was quite a large
—My father's father I never saw.— Mother's family lived only two or three miles from West Hills—on a
—Her mother 's (my great grandmother's) maiden name was Mary Woolley, and her father Capt: Williams,
the lampblack and oil with which the canvass covering of the stage was painted, would make me.— After my
group of little children, and their ways and chatter, flow in, upon me Like welcome rippling water o'er my
I say to my own greatness, Away!
outward" (1855, p. 51). may be related to a similar phrase in the poem eventually titled "Who Learns My
in the 1856 edition of Leaves of Grass : "The best I had done seemed to me blank and suspicious, / My
—I doubt whether who my greatest thoughts, as I had supposed them, are not shallow.
—My pride is impotent; my love gets no response.
Until you can explain a paving stone, to every ones my perfect satisfaction O Priests , do not try to
. / I intend to reach them my hand and make as much of them as I do of men and women" (1855, p. 64).;
See in particular the lines: "The supernatural of no account . . . . myself waiting my time to be one
After the dazzle of Day After the dazzle of day is gone, Only the dark dark night shows to my eyes the
stars; After the clangor of organ majestic, or chorus, or perfect band, Silent, athwart my soul, moves
smoke Some vast soul, like a planet's, bound, arrested, tied, Watching the distant, shadowy sails, the My
when I visited the Asylum and they showed me their most smeared and slobbering idiot, Yet I knew for my
for my consolation, of the great laws that emptied and broke my my brother s Whitman probably drafted
Far back, related on my mother's side, Old Salt Kossabone, I'll tell you how he died; (Had been a sailor
—these his the last words—when Jenny came, he sat there dead; Dutch Kossabone, Old Salt, related on my
(Returning to my pages' front once more, resuming all, Songs, sorrows, tragedies, with stalwart joys—O
A glance look —a flashing token of my‑ myself self—to future time.
Returning to my pages' front once
My situation is rather a pleasant one.
There are many peculiarities in New Orleans that I shall jot down at my leisure in these pages.
My health was most capital; I frequently thought indeed that I felt better than ever before in my life
After changing my boarding house, Jef. and I were, take it altogether, pretty comfortable.
My own pride was touched—and I met their conduct with equal haughtiness on my part.
Do you ask me what are my own particular dangers and complaints—what is taken that belongs to me—I complain
series of lectures & readings &c. through different cities of the north, to supply myself with funds for my
series of lectures & readings &c. through different cities of the north, to supply myself with funds for my
.— When my little friend Tom Thumb, travelled with the circus he stood behind the stand, in a Missouri
But when a voice in my our hearing excuses this Fugitive damned Act, because it binds no leg and breaks
— Bloss Branched Le Verdure , blossom branch , fruit and vine The irregular tapping of rain off the my
Myself": "Looking in at the shop-windows in Broadway the whole forenoon . . . . pressing the flesh of my
faces of my kind something that presents the sentiment of the Druid walking in the woods " " of the Indian
The first several lines of the notebook draft were revised and published as "My Picture-Gallery" in The
this manuscript may connect to the stanza of the poem eventually titled "Song of Myself" that begins "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
See, for instance: "I take my place among you as much as among any," (1855, p. 48); "Nor do I understand
See in particular: "And I know that the hand of God is the elderhand of my own, / And I know that the
spirit of God is the eldest brother of my own" (1855, p. 15–16).; Transcribed from digital images of
Still Night of Sleep—my bridal Night!
Earth of the limpid gray of clouds purer and clearer for my sake!
O joy of my spirit uncaged—it hops like a bird on the grass mounds of earth.
O joy of my spirit
The first several lines of "Pictures" (not including this line) were revised and published as "My Picture-Gallery
A similar line in that poem reads: "O the joy of my spirit! It is uncaged!
I entertain all the aches of the human heart Outside the asteroids I reconnoitre at my ease.
Compare these lines from that edition: "I lean and loafe at my ease . . . . observing a spear of summer
.; TThis manuscript bears some similarity in subject to the poem that became "Who Learns My Lesson Complete
three winters to be articulate child Whitman revised this poetic fragment and used it in "Who Learns My
Whitman revised this poetic fragment and used it in "Who Learns My Lesson Complete?
appeared in the 1855 edition of Leaves of Grass, in a poem that would eventually be entitled "Who Learns My
: "I know it is wonderful . . . . but my eyesight is equally wonderful . . . . and how I was conceived
in my mother's womb is equally wonderful, / And how I was not palpable once but am now . . . . and was
Poem for of of adherence to of my adherence the good old cause the "good old cause" is that in all its
sings as well as I, because although she reads no newspaper; never learned the gamut; And to shake my
The first lines of the notebook poem were revised and published as "My Picture-Gallery" in The American
The Great Laws do not" also includes draft lines that appeared in the poem later titled "Who Learns My
with me about God; I can yet just begin to comprehend nothing more wonderful than so tremendous as my
senses all men is truth; Logic and sermons never convince ; me; The dew of the night drives deep er into my
/ Logic and sermons never convince, / The damp of the night drives deeper into my soul. / Only what proves
Draft lines on the back of this manuscript leaf relate to the poem eventually titled "Who Learns My Lesson
Song of Myself": "Echos, ripples, and buzzed whispers . . . . loveroot, silkthread, crotch and vine, / My
respiration and inspiration . . . . the beating of my heart . . . . the passing of blood and air through
my lungs, / The sniff of green leaves and dry leaves, and of the shore and darkcolored sea- rocks, and
.; Draft lines on the back of this manuscript leaf relate to the poem eventually titled "Who Learns My
Lived in Classon from May 1st '56, '7 '8 '9 Lived in Portland av. from May 1st '59 '60 '61 Sarah White, my
up before the fire, just like a man—was every way decided and masculine in behavior The tradition of my
Can my your sight behold them as with oysters eyes?
lines 40 letters 1120 1120 letters in page of Skakspere Shakespeare 's poems 1600 letters in one of my
sauntering the pavement, 9 great are the myths, I wander all night 10 Come closer to me Who learns my
the breath is leaving my throat; ! Open your floodgates!
I am faintish I can contain resist you no longer think I shall drop sink , Take drops the tears of my
¶Little as your mouth yo lips are am faintish I am faintish; and it has drained me dry of my strength
. . . . my breath is tight in its throat; / Unclench your floodgates!
drink, / But as soon as you sleep and renew yourself in sweet clothes I will certainly kiss you with my
by my children? Are to be they really failures? are they sterile, incompetent yieldings after all?
Are they not indeed to be as victorious shouts from my children?
The retrospective extasy ecstasy is upon me— I am now my soul —spirit burns volcanic The earth recedes
ashamed before my prophetical crisis.— Whitman probably drafted this manuscript in the early 1850s as
similar to the following line in the poem eventually titled "Song of Myself": "The dirt receding before my
and legislatures—but presently I expect to see myself in magazines, schools, and legislatures—or that my
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
See in particular the lines: "The supernatural of no account . . . . myself waiting my time to be one