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New York City June 8th, 1875 My dear Whitman: During my wanderings in the tropics, with my nervous system

When I was a boy I read extracts from your first book, in a "Putnam's Mag." review—the "little Captain

Your book, a gift always to be handed down & treasured by my clan, reached me on my 55 th birthday, and

made me wonder that your November Boughs still hang so rich with color, while my October Leaves are

This would be my notion of the volume, as a , if I knew nothing of its author—of its "only begetter."

For the regard, the affection, which convoyed your noble argosy to this my haven,—believe me, my dear

He reported you as saying that I wouldn't take off my hat to Apollo, if we sh d happen to meet.

Well: there is too much taking off of hats, but I certainly should doff my own to the Sun-God.

Pray give my kind regards to M. Traubel. Edmund Clarence Stedman to Walt Whitman, 27 March 1889

compliments" been off my table.

Literature," and then with my beautiful mother's death, my reckless son's divorce, and other Orestean

You know I am one of those who have the privilege of sharing my scrip with you, my dear elder bard, when

something that is my own to share.

My table is covered with letters I can't get time & strength to answer.

"My friend." Spoke of Swinburne & Tennyson. Most kind. Head from behind like Darwin. Bought a book.

Dear Sir When my friend, Mr.

The "Leaves of of Grass" have become a part of my every-day thought and experience.

Often when I have been alone in the company of one or other of my dearest friends, in the very deliciousness

Whitman I am very anxious not to leave this country without paying my respects to you, and bearing to

I am much obliged to you for your ready response to my letter.

Accept my sincere best thanks.

I notice you are about to issue a new Book—so some of my Literary Papers here say.

in my memory as a childish recollection.

No, I have never seen you with my physical eyes, but I feel as though I had, and it is my love for your

May this be my excuse for thrusting my small personality into the path of your Kingly one.

Even my Bible is not so bemarked.

Good bye my master and my friend!

My article was hastily written and, though you do acknowledge my good intentions, must seem very inadequate

my power, of your work and genius.

My friend has his wife and children with him.

I made him acquainted with your works, after my return from America, and it is my own experience he has

property, my farming came to nothing, as I longed to get back to my studies, as soon as I had got well

his January 16, 1872 letter to Rudolf Schmidt, Whitman wrote that Freiligrath "translates & commends my

However, those few lines will at least serve as an unambiguous testimony of my deep and true devotion

up this way are very modest so I got off quite an Elaborate elaborate address in which I expressed my

Phellow fellow Phelinx to the best of my abilities & wished the cause of Temperance Everlasting progress

interrupted with "hear" "hear" and any amount of cheering & in the midst of the cheering I brought my

I am still improving in health getting more blooming Every day Day people who saw me on my way here &

you will know it Just to see if you will recognize the Boy who left Washington some time ago got over my

He asked me somewhat about my life and doings at home.

My memories of Walt Whitman include many talks, in which I did my best to obtain light upon these and

I receive now again of my many translations,from my avataras ascending, while others doubtless await

(p.66.) " Camerado, I giveyou my hand, I give you my love more precious than money."

For my enemy is dead,a man divineas myself isdead.

Visits from English friends are perhaps my chief diversion."

Philadelphia, 1883. is going off slowly—not much cared for by my friends—but I like it.

He asked me somewhat about my life and doings at home.

There is something in my nature furtive like an old hen!

Time alone can absolutely test my poems or any one's.

There was no hurry in his manner; having found me a seat, and then only leaving hold of my hand, he sad

had thought before (and I do not know that I had) that Whitman was eccentric, unbalanced, violent, my

Putting on his grey slouch hat he sallied forth with evident pleasure, and taking my arm as a support

My original idea was that if I could bring men together by putting before them the heart of man, with

As to my own opinion, why", said Holmes, "I have already given you that.

My dear friend It is just dawn, but there is light enough to write by, and the birds in their old sweet

My first knowledge of you is all entangled with that little garden.

My chief reason for writing (so I put it to myself) is that I can't help wishing you should know that

Because you have, as it were, given me a ground for the love of men I thank you continually in my heart

And for my sake you must not mind reading what I have written.

Millthorpe, Holmesfield near Sheffield, Oct. '91 Owing to postal changes, my address will in future be

Kurunégala Ceylon 11 Dec 90 My dear Walt— It's good to get your letter of Nov 2 nd forwarded to me here

Too bad my not acknowledging your books—they arrived all right sometime in Sept r and I forwarded one

I am staying just now with my friend Arunáchalam whose name you may remember.

Give my love to Dr Bucke if you write or see him—not forgetting H.

Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to

enclose a Postal order for £4, and want you to mail one copy of your great big volume complete edition to my

and his brother Harry were the sons of Henry Whireman Fritzinger (about 1828–1881), a former sea captain

Davis, Whitman's housekeeper, who had also taken care of the sea captain and who inherited part of his

Give my love to Harry Stafford if you ever write or see him.

Whitman's book Good-Bye My Fancy (1891) was his last miscellany, and it included both poetry and short

Thirty-one poems from the book were later printed as "Good-Bye my Fancy" in Leaves of Grass (1891–1892

and his brother Harry were the sons of Henry Whireman Fritzinger (about 1828–1881), a former sea captain

Davis, Whitman's housekeeper, who had also taken care of the sea captain and who inherited part of his

Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to

Our garden goes on much the same, and all seems homelike & pleasant after my long absence—the bees humming

Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to

write to you lately—or rather I have written so many letters, business affairs mostly, connected with my

Now my lectures are over I am spending the summer helping in the garden and any odd jobs about the place—and

—I can't keep my fingers off it—but still that takes only a small fraction of the week & leaves plenty

These friends that I have here and my more natural open air life seem to have made a difference to me

My term's work is over and I am going away for a month, to Cambridge & to Brighton.

Whitman: "Because you have, as it were, given me a ground for the love of men I thank you continually in my

Isabella F. was here a couple of weeks ago, and one of my sisters at the same time.

O'Connor that he was "laid by with lameness—added to by a fall two months ago & turning my ankle in."

Am laid up just now with a kick from my horse—luckily nothing very bad—he struck me (accidentally in

My friend of whom I spoke is in the cutlery trade, a razor grinder—very warmhearted free & natural.

I still keep the place going at Millthorpe, & spend part of my time there—and it is good to get out into

.], quite 'uneducated' in the ordinary sense... but well-grown and finely built" (Edward Carpenter, My

Dear Walt— Just a line as you have been much in my thoughts lately.

Sharpe, my old harper friend that I told you of, died a few days ago—"very quiet & gentle" says his son

The Money Order is sent in my name. Edward Carpenter to Walt Whitman, 13 January [1889]

two met while studying at Cambridge University and then, as Carpenter recounted in his autobiography (My

of what is intended; meanwhile for the time I have been absorbed by the news of the death of one of my

This brings with it the additional pang to me that it will probably prevent my intended journey to the

I am able to get away from my work towards the middle of April, and it would be then that I should undertake

My usual address is 45 Brunswick Square, Brighton.

Your two volumes with my name written in them are my faithful companions.

Whitman: "Because you have, as it were, given me a ground for the love of men I thank you continually in my

Some of my friends want your books and are forwarding the money through me.

I will write again when I know my address at Sheffield (where I am going shortly), and when I know which

I had a letter from Arunachalaen—my Bengalese friend—whose photo: you have, not long ago.

I have been showing the photographs you gave me to my sister Dora —whose likeness you have.

I am finishing up my preparations for my winter course of lectures.

Whitman: "Because you have, as it were, given me a ground for the love of men I thank you continually in my

Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to

length (with many interpolations) in The Commonplace-Book: "A very bad (never so bad before) lapse of my

payment (to J M Shoemaker & Co. bankers) they spoke of the paid original draft, & I gave the Camden bank my

Below my window here there is a wooded bank running down to some water, and beyond again about 2 miles

Whitman: "Because you have, as it were, given me a ground for the love of men I thank you continually in my

I have long had it on my mind to write and ask you about the possibility of publishing a cheaper edition

I have not felt it a 'new birth of the soul' merely , I felt that his poems were the food for which my

When you see Harry Stafford give him my love and say I am going to send him a photo: and hope he will

Whitman: "Because you have, as it were, given me a ground for the love of men I thank you continually in my

Whitman, late in life, said to Horace Traubel: "[I] take my Ruskin with some qualifications."

Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to

My winter's work of lecturing is over now; I have had a very pleasant time of it—though living a rather

I made the last my headquarters, and then went once a week to York, twice to Sheffield and gave a lecture

I am staying here now with my friend Cotterill who has just returned from African explorations.

Whitman: "Because you have, as it were, given me a ground for the love of men I thank you continually in my

(Carpenter recalls this in his My Days and Dreams, Being Autobiographical Notes [London: G.

Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to

Dear Walt: Just a line to give you my changed address.

My friends the Fearnehoughs have come with me, and we are employing one or two extra hands beside, just

takes its name; very quaint old wooden wheels and cogs—the stream which feeds it runs at the bottom of my

.], quite 'uneducated' in the ordinary sense... but well-grown and finely built" (Edward Carpenter, My

My dear Mr. Whitman, Yesterday your post-card & your very welcome books reached me.

We are all well, my wife & children & I .

previously published in Leaves of Grass, "Passage to India" was Whitman's attempt to "celebrate in my

Whitman referred to Rossetti's edition as a "horrible dismemberment of my book" in his August 12, 1871

My dear M r Whitman, Thank you for the kind thought which sent me the newspaper containing good news

under all feeling which the fact of your illness produces lies the one feeling (which the growth of my

Burroughs would be willing to take the trouble; (& he would add to my gain if he would mention to me

My wife joins with mine her love & both go to you together. We are well.

It has always seemed to me more my proper work than prose, but if a sufficient experiment proves the

My dear Mr. Whitman, Some days ago came my parcel—many thanks—Mr. Grosart's books included.

Graves had come previously—I have waited a few days expecting to hear from my brother (from Edinburgh

this year also, to get a kind of confession or self–revelation from one of the most promising men in my

Probably my next bit of work will be the arranging for publication a volume of Essays on 19 th century

at this moment; but he would like to get your photograph (of which you spoke) & if you address it to my

Whitman referred to Rossetti's edition as a "horrible dismemberment of my book" in his August 12, 1871

originated in an untitled section of the 1855 edition, which in the 1867 edition became "Now List to My

My dear Mr. Whitman, I received a few days since your last letter.

It is very pleasant to me to find you liked my Shakspere Shakespeare book, but much more to know that

But I do not doubt that half-a dozen of my friends will wish to have the books, so I should be obliged

which consisted in the main of apt selections from L. of G. & Democratic Vistas, & these were felt by my

Then, to my surprise & great satisfaction, followed speaker after speaker on the Whitman side,—a barrister

Dowden has written and then crossed out a note at the top of the page: "My former draft (for 10 dollars

Whitman referred to Rossetti's edition as a "horrible dismemberment of my book" in his August 12, 1871

criticism . . . after full retrospect of his works and life, the aforesaid 'odd-kind chiel' remains to my

50 Wellington Road Dublin, Oct 15, 1871 My dear Sir, I ought before now to have thanked you for the poem

Much work lying before me on my return here prevented me from thanking you sooner.

8 Montenotte Cork, Ireland , Sept. 5, 1871 My dear Sir, It was very kind of you to send me the photographs

There is my brother (a clergyman) who finds his truth halved between John H.

Montenotte Cork, Ireland July 23 1871 My dear Sir, I wished to send you a copy of the July No of the

removable error fail in their approach to you, or do not approach at all. that I think I am justified in my

My fixed residence is 50 Wellington Road, Dublin, Ireland.

My work there is that of Professor of English Literature in the University of Dublin.

I have had a sorrow lately in the death of my elder sister.

In a day or two I go to visit my father who is in his ninety–first year & who has been saddened by this

My father still lives, at the age of ninety-one. But I have lately lost my sister.

friends so closely, that your health & strength becomes part of theirs— I send you the Academy with my

I closed my review with a wish that you might try a voyage across the Atlantic.

My dear Mr.

But I want also, at least in fancy, to reach my hand across the sea, & to take your hand, & to tell you

I think of seventy years as quite the vestibule of age, because my own father is rigorous, at least in

Dublin Aug 31. 1888 My dear W.