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Play up there! the fit is whirling me fast" (p. 71).
The passionate, teeming play this cur- curtain tain hid!)
The Play‑Ground.
For there are merry children, the village children come— The cheeriest things on earth, I see them play—I
This manuscript is a draft of the early poem "The Play-Ground," nearly as it appeared in the Brooklyn
The Play-Ground
This manuscript is a draft of the early poem "The Play-Ground," nearly as it appeared in the Brooklyn
.— Peter — —large, strong boned youn young fellow, driver.—should guess he weigh ed s 200 180 .
The passionate, teeming play this curtain hid!)
On the back of the leaf is a draft of Whitman's early poem "The Play-Ground," which was published in
The title "The Play-Ground" is written vertically along the left side of this leaf, presumably labeling
On the reverse of this leaf is a draft of Whitman's poem "The Play-Ground." far. Amongst this
On the back of the leaf is a draft of Whitman's early poem "The Play-Ground," which was published in
The title "The Play-Ground" is written vertically along the left side of this leaf, presumably labeling
from digital images of the original.; On the reverse of this leaf is a draft of Whitman's poem "The Play-Ground
After the cycles, poems, singers, plays, Vaunted Ionia's, India's—Homer, Shakspere Shakespeare — all
.— wood-duck on my distan le around. purposes, nd white playing within me the tufted crown intentional
I believe in those winged purposes, / And acknowledge the red yellow and white playing within me, / And
some playing, some slumbering? Who are the girls? who are the married women?
play the part that looks back on the actor or actress!
The most renown'd poems would be ashes, orations and plays would be vacuums.
to hear the bugles play, and the drums beat! To hear the crash of artillery!
Let the priest still play at immortality! Let death be inaugurated!
He sees eternity less like a play with a prologue and denouement . . . . he sees eternity in men and
I play not a march for victors only . . . . I play great marches for conquered and slain persons.
The most renowned poems would be ashes . . . . orations and plays would be vacuums.
Play up there! the fit is whirling me fast.
I hope the fifes will play Yankee Doodle.
He sees eternity less like a play with a prologue and denouement . . . . he sees eternity in men and
rapport with in the sight of the daybreak or a scene of the winter woods or the presence of children playing
eddies of the wind, A few light kisses . . . . a few embraces . . . . a reaching around of arms, The play
stand open and ready, The dried grass of the harvest-time loads the slow-drawn wagon, The clear light plays
From the cinder-strewed threshold I follow their movements, The lithe sheer of their waists plays even
I play not a march for victors only . . . . I play great marches for conquered and slain persons.
lights, The steam-whistle . . . . the solid roll of the train of approaching cars; The slow-march played
The most renowned poems would be ashes . . . . orations and plays would be vacuums.
own part, Witty, sensitive to a slight, ready with life or death for a friend, Fond of women, . . played
Play up there! the fit is whirling me fast.
underhold—the hair rumpled over and blinding the eyes; The march of firemen in their own costumes—the play
what was expected of heaven or feared of hell are now consumed, Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play
I hope the fifes will play Yankee Doodle.
rest standing—they are too tired; Afar on arctic ice, the she-walrus lying drowsily, while her cubs play
returning home at evening—the musket-muzzles all bear bunches of flowers presented by women; Children at play—or
These are not to be cherish'd for themselves; They fill their hour, the dancers dance, the musicians play
play the part that looks back on the actor or actress!
Play the old role, the role that is great or small, ac- cording according as one makes it!
The most renown'd poems would be ashes, orations and plays would be vacuums.
all the dreams of the other dream- ers dreamers , And I become the other dreamers. 3 I am a dance—Play
I love to look on the stars and stripes—I hope the fifes will play Yankee Doodle.
defiles through the woods, gain'd at night, The British advancing, wedging in from the east, fiercely playing
Maryland have march'd forth to intercept the enemy; They are cut off—murderous artillery from the hills plays
AS I sit with others, at a great feast, suddenly, while the music is playing, To my mind, (whence it
the openings, and the pink turf, Different colors, pale gray and green, purple, white, and gold—the play
step they wend—they never stop, Successions of men, Americanos, a hundred millions; One generation playing
its part, and passing on, Another generation playing its part, and passing on in its turn, With faces
loos'd to the eddies of the wind; A few light kisses, a few embraces, a reaching around of arms; The play
ready; The dried grass of the harvest-time loads the slow- drawn slow-drawn wagon; The clear light plays
From the cinder-strew'd threshold I follow their movements; The lithe sheer of their waists plays even
the common air that bathes the globe. 18 With music strong I come—with my cornets and my drums, I play
not marches for accepted victors only—I play great marches for conquer'd and slain persons.
again, Amorous, mature—all beautiful to me—all wondrous; My limbs, and the quivering fire that ever plays
under-hold, the hair rumpled over and blinding the eyes; The march of firemen in their own costumes, the play
what was expected of heaven or fear'd of hell, are now consumed; Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play
, He shall be lawless, rude, illiterate—he shall be one condemn'd by others for deeds done; I will play
remain in the same room with you, Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is playing
some playing, some slumbering? Who are the girls? who are the married women?
These are not to be cherish'd for themselves; They fill their hour, the dancers dance, the musicians play
play the part that looks back on the actor or actress!
Play the old role, the role that is great or small, according as one makes it!
I love to look on the stars and stripes—I hope the fifes will play Yankee Doodle.
head; No more of soft astral, but dazzling and fierce, With war's flames, and the lambent lightnings playing
the praise of things, In the dispute on God and eternity he is silent, He sees eternity less like a play
Let the priest still play at immortality! Let death be inaugurated!
Trottoirs throng'd—vehicles—Broadway—the women— the shops and shows, The parades, processions, bugles playing
up here, soul, soul; Come up here, dear little child, To fly in the clouds and winds with me, and play
That you are here—that life exists, and identity; That the powerful play goes on, and you will contribute
remain in the same room with you, Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is playing
some playing, some slumbering? Who are the girls? who are the married women?
force advancing with irresistible power on the world's stage; (Have the old forces, the old wars, played
How my thoughts play subtly at the spectacles around! How the clouds pass silently overhead!
again, Amorous, mature—all beautiful to me—all wondrous; My limbs, and the quivering fire that ever plays
under-hold, the hair rumpled over and blinding the eyes; The march of firemen in their own costumes, the play
what was expected of heaven or fear'd of hell, are now consumed; Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play
, He shall be lawless, rude, illiterate—he shall be one condemn'd by others for deeds done; I will play
remain in the same room with you, Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is playing
Peter D. Oakey was the successor of Rev. James M. McDonald, mentioned below.
An Abraham Smith is included in a list of men who petitioned Governor Peter Stuyvesant to settle in this
area of Long Island and whom Peter Ross calls “the first citizens of Jamaica” (549).
See Peter Ross, A History of Long Island: from Its Earliest Settlement to the Present Time (New York:
Peters, surrounded by quite a swarm of surgeons and students.
office for a still longer period of time, and down to within a year or two since; with the presence of Peter