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Search : of captain, my captain!

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Remember that the clock and

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

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).

Annotations Text:

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

How gladly we leave the

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

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

Annotations Text:

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

Outdoors is the best antiseptic

  • Date: Before or early in 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

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

Of Ownership

  • Date: About 1860
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

giving others the same chances and rights as myself— As if it were not indis‑ indispensable pensable to my

The wild gander leads his

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

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

The Play-Ground

  • Date: About 1846
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

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

Lofty sirs

  • Date: Between 1840 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

.— 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

In the course of the

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

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

Annotations Text:

pass death with the dying, and birth with the new-washed babe . . . . and am not contained between my

September 11, 12, 13—1850

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1883
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

.— 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

After the Argument

  • Date: 1890 or 1891
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

group of little children, and their ways and chatter, flow in, upon me Like welcome rippling water o'er my

Rule in all addresses

  • Date: Before 1856
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

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.

Priests

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

Until you can explain a paving stone, to every ones my perfect satisfaction O Priests , do not try to

Annotations Text:

. / 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

  • Date: 1887 or 1888
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

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

By day the distant

  • Date: October 1883
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

smoke Some vast soul, like a planet's, bound, arrested, tied, Watching the distant, shadowy sails, the My

hands are cut by the

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

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

Old Salt Kossabone

  • Date: Late 1887 or early 1888
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

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

  • Date: Between 1871 and 1876
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

(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

1848 New Orleans

  • Date: Between 1848 and 1887
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

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

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1870
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

Do you ask me what are my own particular dangers and complaints—what is taken that belongs to me—I complain

for lect on Literature

  • Date: 1850s or 1860s
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

series of lectures & readings &c. through different cities of the north, to supply myself with funds for my

Annotations Text:

series of lectures & readings &c. through different cities of the north, to supply myself with funds for my

A large, good-looking woman

  • Date: 1850s
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

.— When my little friend Tom Thumb, travelled with the circus he stood behind the stand, in a Missouri

But when a voice in our hearing

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

But when a voice in my our hearing excuses this Fugitive damned Act, because it binds no leg and breaks

Loveblows

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

— Bloss Branched Le Verdure , blossom branch , fruit and vine The irregular tapping of rain off the my

(Poem) Shadows

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1865
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Annotations Text:

Myself": "Looking in at the shop-windows in Broadway the whole forenoon . . . . pressing the flesh of my

something that presents the sentiment

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1856
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

faces of my kind something that presents the sentiment of the Druid walking in the woods " " of the Indian

Annotations Text:

The first several lines of the notebook draft were revised and published as "My Picture-Gallery" in The

Enter into the thoughts of

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Annotations Text:

this manuscript may connect to the stanza of the poem eventually titled "Song of Myself" that begins "My

The Elder Brother of the

  • Date: Before or early in 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

The Elder Brother of the soul—my soul.

Annotations Text:

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

The most perfect wonders of

  • Date: 1850s
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Annotations Text:

See, for instance: "I take my place among you as much as among any," (1855, p. 48); "Nor do I understand

Will you have the walls

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Annotations Text:

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

Night of south winds

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

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

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1867
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

O joy of my spirit uncaged—it hops like a bird on the grass mounds of earth.

O joy of my spirit

Annotations Text:

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

  • Date: Before or early in 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

I entertain all the aches of the human heart Outside the asteroids I reconnoitre at my ease.

Annotations Text:

Compare these lines from that edition: "I lean and loafe at my ease . . . . observing a spear of summer

Remember how many pass their

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1860
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Annotations Text:

.; TThis manuscript bears some similarity in subject to the poem that became "Who Learns My Lesson Complete

born at all is equally

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

three winters to be articulate child Whitman revised this poetic fragment and used it in "Who Learns My

Annotations Text:

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 the good old cause

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1871
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

Poem for of of adherence to of my adherence the good old cause the "good old cause" is that in all its

And to me each minute

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

sings as well as I, because although she reads no newspaper; never learned the gamut; And to shake my

Annotations Text:

The first lines of the notebook poem were revised and published as "My Picture-Gallery" in The American

I cannot guess what the

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Annotations Text:

The Great Laws do not" also includes draft lines that appeared in the poem later titled "Who Learns My

Do you know what music

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

with me about God; I can yet just begin to comprehend nothing more wonderful than so tremendous as my

There can be nothing small

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

senses all men is truth; Logic and sermons never convince ; me; The dew of the night drives deep er into my

Annotations Text:

/ Logic and sermons never convince, / The damp of the night drives deeper into my soul. / Only what proves

airscud

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

Draft lines on the back of this manuscript leaf relate to the poem eventually titled "Who Learns My Lesson

Annotations Text:

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

Nehemiah Whitman

  • Date: Between 1845 and 1861
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

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

The crowds naked in the

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

Can my your sight behold them as with oysters eyes?

left with Andrew

  • Date: 1854 or 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

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

You villain, Touch

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

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

Annotations Text:

. . . . my breath is tight in its throat; / Unclench your floodgates!

ground where you may rest

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Annotations Text:

drink, / But as soon as you sleep and renew yourself in sweet clothes I will certainly kiss you with my

After certain disastrous campaigns

  • Date: Between 1862 and 1865
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

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?

I am become a shroud

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

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

Annotations Text:

similar to the following line in the poem eventually titled "Song of Myself": "The dirt receding before my

I do not expect to see myself

  • Date: 1870s
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

and legislatures—but presently I expect to see myself in magazines, schools, and legislatures—or that my

I know many beautiful things

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

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

Do I not prove myself

  • Date: Between 1850 and 1855
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Annotations Text:

See in particular the lines: "The supernatural of no account . . . . myself waiting my time to be one

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