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was wheeled by Warry right past my hotel, according to his custom, down to the wharf, close to the river

behind him. the hope of meeting him, when he accosted me, and invited me to accompany them down to the river's

from him that— "That miserable wretch, the mayor of this town, has forbidden the boys to bathe in the river

The sun had set beyond the river, and in its afterglow Venus was outshining mildly and unattended.

wheelhouse, chatting to him, looking at the stream of passengers, and enjoying the breeze from the river

It was a day of perfect loveliness and the long drive through the park and along the Schuykill river

The new moon was shining, and the lights on the river as we crossed it were very beautiful.

15 TH TO 24 TH O N Thursday morning, October 15th, Andrew Rome and I left Brooklyn and crossed the river

"Oh yes," he replied, "I saw a good deal of it about Quebec, and about the Saguenay river."

We left early and Harned, Buckwalter, Traubel and I crossed the river to Camden to visit W.

His " Brooklyn Ferry section entitled" Delaware River and the — Days and Nights" in " Specimen Days,"

New York, he had had a fancy to visit Sing-sing prison,the great penal establish- ment up the Hudson river

He cele- brates in his poems the fluid, all-solvent disposition,but often was himself lessthe river than

As the great rivers,when falling into the main, lose their name and are thenceforth reckoned as the great

(p.66.) 99 — Days with Walt Whitman "Tao as it exists in the world is like the great rivers and seas

His "Brooklyn Ferry" and the section entitled "Delaware River—Days and Nights" in "Specimen Days", sufficiently

Presently a cheery shout from the top of a dray; and before we had gone many yards farther the river

York, he had had a "fancy" to visit Sing-sing prison, the great penal establishment up the Hudson river

essay, I am at a rustic house I have built at awild making place a mile or more from my home upon the river

;&qm jihjD\hihest point of rocks I can overlook a long stretch ofthe river and ofthe farm I can hear

In the door-yard, toward the are fresh of their river, graves, mostly officers, names on pieces of barrel-staves

,towards dusk, near the cotton-wood or pekan-trees, Coon-seekers go through the regions of the Red River

We have body come upon a great river, a great lake, an immense plain, a rugged mountain.

Walt Whitman lived in the somewhat dreary and ugly suburb of Camden, New Jersey, across the Delaware river

evening (the moon and Jupiter in conjunction, and I 'speering' them all the way home especially on the river

Whitman on a Tuesday in August, 1882, on the boat crossing the river to Camden.

He haunted the Delaware River front about Camden foryears.

It came from a guano factory on the Philadelphia side of the Delaware River. Mr.

He accepted all,as the great river takes in streams. He was a creative man.

Kingdom established up the North River, with many disci s was fired and ples.

Walt Whitman's domicile isa littleold-fashioned present frame house, situated about from the Delaware River

am sick.' "] April 27,'87. " " Drove down yesterday four miles to BillyThompson's on the Delaware river

I will send you (or word allI hear or get. of) I have been out to-day noon in wheel chair to the river

These stocks original tinge and saturate the billows of humanity through generations, as great rivers

Before the slow roll of the river of the majestic DRIFT AND CUMULUS. 123 come the toss and turbulence

Lawrence River, which eh had seen during the past summer.

present domicile is a little old-fashioned frame house, situated about gun-shot from the Delaware River

acquaintance says:— "Whitman gets out of doors regularly in fair weather, much enjoys the Delaware River

from him that 'that miserable wretch, the mayor of this town, has forbidden the boys to bathe in the river

excitement to get there I took the wrong ferry, which lands the passengers a few blocks higher up the river

I saw smirking, sitting near a framed Mona Lisa, in a little back room with a view on the Charles River

it must be for him,—which may afford opportunity to change the note; and as we saunter toward the river

thisconnection, however, may note has to make himself familiarwith the whole poet of America — its lands, rivers

He isBehemoth, wallowing inprimeval jungles, bathing at fountain-heads ofmighty rivers,crush- ing the

human Cities,arts, thought explore. occupations, manufactures, have a larger place in his poetry than rivers

base-ball, or breathe in drowsily— "for reasons," he would say—the refreshing air; or he is guided to the river

But before I sit down let me say I brought with me the regrets of some friends over the river—especially

Donaldson .— And I brought with me from an old gentleman on the Allegheny river a bottle of whiskey which

Stedman .— "Life, after all, is not like a river—although it is the fashion to say that it is—for that

And Whitman's poetry is like the river: nothing of it more tranquil, nothing broader and deeper, than

We think of you at Concord as often as we look out over the meadows across the river, which you were

Delaware River—Days and Nights.....Scenes on Ferry and River—Last Winter's Nights, . . .

DELAWARE RIVER—DAYS AND NIGHTS. April 5, 1879.

HUDSON RIVER SIGHTS.

SWALLOWS ON THE RIVER. Sept. 3 .

UNFULFILL'D WANTS—THE ARKANSAS RIVER.

permitted, Whitman was wont to cross the Delaware in the ferry-boats, repeating his favorite East River

place at the very end of the wharf of the Boston Terra-Cotta Company on Federal Street, bordering the river-like

, "I shall desire you of more acquaintance, good Master Cobweb," —on this or the other side of the river

The Delaware, broader than the East River, flows between the two cities.

everything else rests; New York, Brooklyn, experimentation—down to New Orleans and up the Mississippi River

expedition (my brother Jeff with me) through all the Middle States and down the Ohio and Mississippi rivers

gives the following picture:— In the upper of a little wooden house of two stories near the Delaware river

I have tried them by stars, rivers.

easy for him), and farther on, to the horizon, where sparsely filled squares stretched to the East River

beautiful & luxuriously fitted steamboat was itself extremely interesting to begin with—Then the noble river

with cirrus clouds glowing warm golden on the underside, delicate pearl above—the reflections in the river

been beautiful & I have enjoyed the ride very much indeed—especially down the lovely valley of Mohawk River

I propose to leave here on Tuesday morning for New York via Kingston, Albany, & the Hudson River.

across the water at the gleaming lights of Camden where I knew were; when, next morning I ferried the River

How fast they are fading away on this side of the river.

I have read these leaves to myself in the open air—I have tried them by trees, Stars, rivers.

You are borne on the tides of eager and Swift rivers, O boating on the rivers!

Otherways, there, atwixt the banks of the Arkansas, the Rio Grande, the Nueces, the Tombigbee, the Red River

running. hear the rush & roar of cataracts as they fall beneath the seven-hued arch, I see the Great River

Upon the plains west of the Spinal river—yet in my house of adobe.

hour, Darkness, dreariness, pain Homesickness, leaden rain Blood, our heroe's blood poured forth in rivers

first swallows of this spring, darting high overhead or skimming the sunlit waters of the beautiful River

all the fun of the fair" I strolled along the banks of my beloved "Annan Water"—a really beauitiful river

This little river is associated with the happy days of my childhood & it was with a swelling heart that

trust you have enjoyed these three days of sunshine and that you have been able to go down to the river

paralysis and lately from catarrh in the head; perhaps, when the weather settles and I can get down to the river

Arrived at the edge of the Delaware River by the aid of this yoked and tamed lightning, a prodigious

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

FROM PENT-UP ACHING RIVERS.

I see the long river-stripes of the earth, I see the Amazon and the Paraguay, I see the four great rivers

River and sunset and scallop-edg'd waves of flood-tide?

O boating on the rivers, The voyage down the St.

The noiseless myriads, The infinite oceans where the rivers empty, The separate countless free identities

toward the Mexican sea, or in the Mannahatta or the Tennes- see Tennessee , or far north or inland, A river

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

I will plant companionship thick as trees along all the rivers of America, and along the shores of the

We primeval forests felling, We the rivers stemming, vexing we and piercing deep the mines within, We

These shows of the East and West are tame compared to you, These immense meadows, these interminable rivers

Winds blow south, or winds blow north, Day come white, or night come black, Home, or rivers and mountains

SKIRTING the river road, (my forenoon walk, my rest,) Skyward in air a sudden muffled sound, the dalliance

mass tight grappling, In tumbling turning clustering loops, straight downward falling, Till o'er the river

pass through the city, and embark from the wharves, (How good they look as they tramp down to the river

descending the Alleghanies, Or down from the great lakes or in Pennsylvania, or on deck along the Ohio river

, Or southward along the Tennessee or Cumberland rivers, or at Chattanooga on the mountain top, Saw I

I saw him at the river-side, Down by the ferry lit by torches, hastening the embarcation; My General

copy the story, and send it eastward and westward, I must preserve that look as it beam'd on you rivers

the pale green leaves of the trees prolific, In the distance the flowing glaze, the breast of the river

of clover and timothy, Kine and horses feeding, and droves of sheep and swine, And many a stately river

wharves, the huge crossing at the ferries, The village on the highland seen from afar at sunset, the river

Nor by your streams alone, you rivers, By you, your banks Connecticut, By you and all your teeming life

friendship, procrea- tion procreation , prudence, and nakedness, After treading ground and breasting river

running Missouri, praise nothing in art or aught else, Till it has well inhaled the atmosphere of this river

sibilant chorals, Footsteps gently ascending, mystical breezes wafted soft and low, Ripples of unseen rivers

O dear to me my birth-things—all moving things and the trees where I was born—the grains, plants, rivers

, Dear to me my own slow sluggish rivers where they flow, distant, over flats of silvery sands or through

the jobbers' houses of business, the houses of business of the ship-merchants and money-brokers, the river-streets

sun shining, and the sailing clouds aloft, The winter snows, the sleigh-bells, the broken ice in the river

See, your own shape and countenance, persons, substances, beasts, the trees, the running rivers, the

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

fast towards dusk near the cotton-wood or pecan-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