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brown and spreading land, and the mines below, are ours; And the shores of the sea are ours, and the rivers

These shows of the east and west are tame, compared to you; These immense meadows—these interminable rivers

journeying to live and sing there; Of the Western Sea—of the spread inland between it and the spinal river

your own shape and countenance—persons, sub- stances substances , beasts, the trees, the running rivers

Mississippian and Arkansian yet with me—and I yet with any of them; Yet upon the plains west of the spinal river—yet

dusk, near the cotton- wood cottonwood or pekan-trees; Coon-seekers go through the regions of the Red river

Earth of shine and dark, mottling the tide of the river!

the trees of a new purchase; Scorch'd ankle-deep by the hot sand—hauling my boat down the shallow river

from the rocks of the river— swinging and chirping over my head, Calling my name from flower-beds, vines

From Pent-Up Aching Rivers. FROM PENT-UP ACHING RIVERS.

FROM pent-up, aching rivers; From that of myself, without which I were nothing; From what I am determin'd

Earth of shine and dark, mottling the tide of the river!

FROM PENT-UP ACHING RIVERS.

What rivers are these? what forests and fruits are these?

I see the four great rivers of China, the Amour, the Yellow River, the Yiang-tse, and the Pearl; I see

Let books take the place of trees, animals, rivers, clouds!

What rivers are these? What forests and fruits are these?

I see the long thick river-stripes of the earth, I see where the Mississippi flows, I see where the Columbia

winds, I think, you waters, I have fingered every shore with you, I think I have run through what any river

vast native thoughts looking through smutch'd faces, Iron-works, forge-fires in the mountains or by river-banks

, Welcome are mountains, flats, sands, forests, prai- ries prairies , Welcome the rich borders of rivers

Grande—friendly gatherings, the characters and fun, Dwellers up north in Minnesota and by the Yellowstone river

vast frame- works frameworks , girders, arches, Shapes of the fleets of barges, tows, lake craft, river

idler, citizen, country- man countryman , Saunterer of woods, stander upon hills, summer swimmer in rivers

when feeling with the hand the naked meat of his own body or another person's body, The circling rivers

geography, cities, beginnings, events, glories, defections, diversities, vocal in him, Making its rivers

families, I have read these leaves to myself in the open air, I have tried them by trees, stars, rivers

and west are tame com- pared compared to you, These immense meadows, these interminable riv- ers rivers

FLOOD-TIDE of the river, flow on! I watch you, face to face, Clouds of the west!

like beads on my smallest sights and hearings—on the walk in the street, and the passage over the river

Just as you feel when you look on the river and sky, so I felt, Just as any of you is one of a living

Flow on, river! Flow with the flood-tide, and ebb with the ebb-tide!

Bring your freight, bring your shows, ample and sufficient rivers!

Through you I drain the pent-up rivers of myself, In you I wrap a thousand onward years, On you I graft

huge crossing at the ferries, The village on the highland seen from afar at sun- set sunset , the river

Let books take the place of trees, animals, rivers, clouds!

What rivers are these? what forests and fruits are these?

I see the long river-stripes of the earth; I see where the Mississippi flows—I see where the Co- lumbia

Columbia flows; I see the Great River, and the Falls of Niagara; I see the Amazon and the Paraguay;

I see the four great rivers of China, the Amour, the Yellow River, the Yiang-tse, and the Pearl; I see

I have run through what any river or strait of the globe has run through; I have taken my stand on the

miles; The eighteen thousand miles of sea-coast and bay-coast on the main—the thirty thousand miles of river

noticed, myriads unnoticed, Through Mannahatta's streets I walking, these things gathering; On interior rivers

planter's son returning after a long absence, joyfully welcom'd and kiss'd by the aged mulatto nurse; On rivers

banks of the Arkansaw, the Rio Grande, the Nueces, the Brazos, the Tombig- bee Tombigbee , the Red River

sweet potato; Welcome are mountains, flats, sands, forests, prairies; Welcome the rich borders of rivers

friendly gatherings, the characters and fun, Dwellers up north in Minnesota and by the Yellowstone river—dwellers

bridges, vast frameworks, girders, arches; Shapes of the fleets of barges, tows, lake and canal craft, river

subordinate;) Me toward the Mexican Sea, or in the Mannahatta, or the Tennessee, or far north, or inland, A river

Just as you feel when you look on the river and sky, so I felt; Just as any of you is one of a living

crowd, I was one of a crowd; Just as you are refresh'd by the gladness of the river and the bright flow

I too many and many a time cross'd the river, the sun half an hour high; I watched the Twelfth-month

I loved well those cities; I loved well the stately and rapid river; The men and women I saw were all

11 Flow on, river! flow with the flood-tide, and ebb with the ebb-tide!

The curious sympathy one feels, when feeling with the hand the naked meat of the body, The circling rivers

Through you I drain the pent-up rivers of myself, In you I wrap a thousand onward years, On you I graft

comrades, With the life-long love of comrades. 2 I will plant companionship thick as trees along all the rivers

To think that the rivers will come to flow, and the snow fall, and fruits ripen, and act upon others

Cold dash of waves at the ferry-wharf—posh and ice in the river, half-frozen mud in the streets, a gray

is a broad, magnificent place in its natural features—avenues, spaces, vistas, environing hills, rivers

good & quiet—& this bright mellow October weather around us—I am now off for a couple of hours on the river

sky delightful— Walt nearly 5—It is near sundown, very fine, & I am going out—as I like to be on the river

both—Things are going on pretty much the same with me as when I last wrote—that was an awful affair on the river

summer is very fine here, & I am enjoying it, even heat and all—I live on the banks of the Delaware river

great part—(the "School of Athens" in the magazine, & the thoughts, & statistics about the Mississippi River

spent in the open air down in the country in the woods and fields, and by a secluded little New Jersey river—His

October 31 I am decidedly better—feel well as I write this—was out three hours to-day, crossing the river

. once in a while, which I suppose you get—I came over to-night through the thick ice, filling the river—one

Enclosed find circulars— Respectfully &c: Walt Whitman Whitman letter | written to | Robert Adams | Fall River

little uneasy—Nothing very new or different with me—am pretty well & writing—get out doors & down to river

soon come himself—meanwhile he seems to be working & flourishing there on his fruit farm on Hudson river

It is fine scenery around Washington—plenty of hills, and a noble river.

your own shape and countenance—persons, sub- stances substances , beasts, the trees, the running rivers

Mississippian and Arkansian yet with me—and I yet with any of them; Yet upon the plains west of the spinal river—yet

dusk, near the cotton- wood cottonwood or pekan-trees; Coon-seekers go through the regions of the Red river

Earth of shine and dark, mottling the tide of the river!

the trees of a new purchase; Scorch'd ankle-deep by the hot sand—hauling my boat down the shallow river

from the rocks of the river— swinging and chirping over my head, Calling my name from flower-beds, vines

From Pent-Up Aching Rivers FROM PENT-UP ACHING RIVERS.

FROM pent-up, aching rivers; From that of myself, without which I were nothing; From what I am determin'd

The curious sympathy one feels, when feeling with the hand the naked meat of the body, The circling rivers

Through you I drain the pent-up rivers of myself, In you I wrap a thousand onward years, On you I graft

comrades, With the life-long love of comrades. 2 I will plant companionship thick as trees along all the rivers

What rivers are these? what forests and fruits are these?

I see the long river-stripes of the earth; I see where the Mississippi flows—I see where the Columbia

flows; I see the Great River, and the Falls of Niagara; I see the Amazon and the Paraguay; I see the

four great rivers of China, the Amour, the Yellow River, the Yiang-tse, and the Pearl; I see where the

F2 I have run through what any river or strait of the globe has run through; I have taken my stand on

huge crossing at the ferries, The village on the highland, seen from afar at sun- set sunset —the river

These shows of the east and west are tame compared to you; These immense meadows—these interminable rivers

sweet potato; Welcome are mountains, flats, sands, forests, prairies; Welcome the rich borders of rivers

gatherings, the characters and fun, Dwellers up north in Minnesota and by the Yellow- stone Yellowstone river—dwellers

sleepers of bridges, vast frameworks, girders, arches; Shapes of the fleets of barges, tows, lake craft, river

like beads on my smallest sights and hearings—on the walk in the street, and the passage over the river

Just as you feel when you look on the river and sky so I felt; Just as any of you is one of a living

crowd, I was one of a crowd; Just as you are refresh'd by the gladness of the river and the bright flow

I too many and many a time cross'd the river, the sun half an hour high; I watched the Twelfth-month

Flow on, river! flow with the flood-tide, and ebb with the ebb-tide!