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You may know that I am expecting to leave Washington, & give up my home in the place that is dearest
Traubel in my letter to him for the photograph of William, & also for the pictures of the "laughing Philosopher
Traubel got my letter. How goes it with you? Send a line. With love always— Nelly O'Connor.
Traubel, With Walt Whitman in Camden, Thursday, September 12, 1889 and Saturday, September 14, 1889: "My
the pressure is so great that I can't get the moment to sit down, for as yet I am the only nurse, & my
I try to keep my courage up, & not to look ahead more than I must.
The preface was included in Good-Bye My Fancy (Philadelphia: David McKay, 1891), 51–53.
"Ingersoll's Speech" of June 2, 1890, was written by Whitman himself and was reprinted in Good-Bye My
I am sorry to tell you that after all my careful economy & saving, the various things into which William
But I have been trying my best to put into order; but must soon drop all & go for a time, or I shall
If ever the people that owe money to William would pay me, I should not be so worried about my daily
It is like taking my life to have to give up a home with no prospect of ever having one again.
So I said, I will keep you informed of my whereabouts. & with love always— Nelly O'Connor. Ellen M.
My plan is, & do you like it?
My plan is to put the six published stories, & the new one, "The Brazen Android" in one volume,—with
The preface was included in Good-Bye My Fancy (Philadelphia: David McKay, 1891), 51–53.
Ginnaty was not to be my neighbor.
My love to your mother, & very much to you, always, dear Walt, from Your friend Nelly O'Connor.
Then lift your white hands, and my arms From harms And troubles the baby will keep.
Ellen O'Connor related in a letter on November 24, 1863, that the Count had said to her recently: "My
I think I never in my life felt so wholly blue and unhappy about any one's going away as I did and have
One reason that I have not written to you before is that I have been so unhappy I thought my letter would
Our affairs remain as they did when you left, & that is one cause of my delay.
hideous, William forbids my giving any of them away.
Walt that I hope he will come home soon, & see papa, & tell him I send my love to him & a kiss.
So now with my moving, & house-keeping, & getting through with a day in the office, you can say that
My sister Jeannie, Mrs. Channing, will be here before the month ends, I hope.
I must now turn my face homeward.
I am indeed alone, both children, my father & mother, all four of my brothers are gone.
Grand Pacific Hotel Honoured Sir— & Dear Poet— I beg you to accept my appreciative thanks for your great
New York 16th Feby '65 My Dear Walt Whitman: On the receipt of your favor of the 26th ult., I arranged
with Captain Walton for the sending of a box to our dear and brave boys at the Danville Military Prison
Captain Wright does not think the boxes will ever reach our boys—but this shall not prevent my trying
Captain Charles W. Walton was a member of the Fifty-first Regiment, New York State Volunteers.
My Dear Friend— If I may call you so—I wish you peace and joy, and many more years in which to know and
I have received my bible and I think a grate great eal deal of it I think it is very nice indeed.
but pop thinks I had better go to haddonfield I think I will come down next week if i can, I must end my
letter so it is good by my Dear Friend.
I must end my letter now so it is good by bye Elmer E.
for a set of Whitmans's books: "Dear Sir, I shall be glad to supply you with a set (Two Volumes) of my
well fortified does he think himself in his cobweb Gibraltar, that he blandly imagines the force of my
passionate, well-wishing, which I felt then, and feel to this hour, the gratitude and reverence of my
And my arriere and citadel positions—such as I have indicated in my June North American Review memorandum—were
as a statement “of all that could be said against that part (and a main part) in the construction of my
On the contrary, without waiting to understand what he has read, he talks about my letter to you being
Dear Sir: I received your letter of the 11 inst. instant to-day and take pleasure to enclose herewith my
because the word used does not suit me, but neither in my head nor in my dictionary was I able to find
I feel the confidence of me of those friends that you will find no presumption in my writing thus, &
Th 187 6 Walt Whitman Respected Sir: I began several years since the collection of the autographs of my
LOUIS, May 30 189 0 Dear Sir: Your brother, and my friend, Mr Thomas J.
Come, said The Soul, Such verses now, my body, let us write—write thou for me— That when I come again
Whitman's epigraph poem for the 1876 and 1891–92 editions of Leaves of Grass, beginning "Come, said my
—In my rambles and explorations I found a woody place near the creek, where for some reason the birds
daughters, sons, preluding, The love, the life of their bodies, meaning and being, Curious, here behold my
wide sweep, having brought me again, Amorous, mature—all beautiful to me—all won- drous wondrous , My
wondrous; Existing, I peer and penetrate still, Content with the present—content with the past, By my
over waves, toward the house of maternity, the land of migrations, look afar, Look off the shores of my
Deliriate, thus prelude what is generated, offering these, offering myself, Bathing myself, bathing my
songs in sex, Offspring of my loins.
EARLY in the morning, Walking forth from the bower, refreshed with sleep, Behold me where I pass—hear my
voice—approach, Touch me—touch the palm of your hand to my body as I pass, Be not afraid of my body.
I were nothing, From what I am determined to make illustrious, even if I stand sole among men, From my
The oath of the inseparableness of two together—of the woman that loves me, and whom I love more than my
, (To talk to the perfect girl who understands me—the girl of The States, To waft to her these from my
own lips—to effuse them from my own body;) From privacy—From frequent repinings alone, From plenty of
the right person not near, From the soft sliding of hands over me, and thrusting of fingers through my
O MY children! O mates!
beautiful, curious, breathing, laughing flesh is enough, To pass among them, or touch any one, or rest my
As I see my Soul reflected in nature, As I see through a mist, one with inexpressible com- pleteness
O my body!
likes of the Soul, (and that they are the Soul,) I believe the likes of you shall stand or fall with my
It is I, you women—I make my way, I am stern, acrid, large, undissuadable—but I love you, I do not hurt
babes I beget upon you are to beget babes in their turn, I shall demand perfect men and women out of my
SPONTANEOUS me, Nature, The loving day, the friend I am happy with, The arm of my friend hanging idly
over my shoulder, The hill-side whitened with blossoms of the mountain ash, The same, late in autumn—the
pressed and glued together with love, Earth of chaste love—life that is only life after love, The body of my
and trembling encircling fingers—the young man all colored, red, ashamed, angry; The souse upon me of my
greed that eats me day and night with hungry gnaw, till I saturate what shall produce boys to fill my
What do my shouts amid lightnings and raging winds mean?)
(I bequeath them to you, my children, I tell them to you, for reasons, O bridegroom and bride.)
(Know, I am a man, attracting, at any time, her I but look upon, or touch with the tips of my fingers
, Or that touches my face, or leans against me.)
To rise thither with my inebriate Soul! To be lost, if it must be so!
Give me the drench of my passions! Give me life coarse and rank!
dancers, and drink with the drink- ers drinkers , The echoes ring with our indecent calls, I take for my
love some prostitute—I pick out some low person for my dearest friend, He shall be lawless, rude, illiterate—he
one condemned by others for deeds done; I will play a part no longer—Why should I exile myself from my
ONCE I passed through a populous city, imprinting my brain, for future use, with its shows, architec-
head at nightfall, and he is fain to say, "I too am not a bit tamed—I too am untranslatable; I sound my
this manuscript may connect to the stanza of the poem eventually titled "Song of Myself" that begins "My
By the Roadside," "Autumn Rivulets," "From Noon to Starry Night," "Sands at Seventy," and "Good-Bye my
Leaves of Grass (1891) COME, said my Soul, Such verses for my Body let us write, (for we are one,) That
Ever and ever yet the verses owning—as, first, I here and now, Signing for Soul and Body, set to them my
it harmed me, giving others the same chances and rights as myself—As if it were not indispensable to my
equality was also based on the teaching of Christ as he had seen it practiced by the Quakers: "I wear my
to the President at his levee" and "Good-day my brother, to Cudge that hoes in the sugar-field" ("Song
In opposition to Carlyle's hero-worship he offered in 1871 a "worship new" of "captains, voyagers, explorers
My hat was all worn out, and Papa sent me a new one, by the post man. I like my new hat.
Oct. '88 My dear Walt Whitman, Your card was welcomed the other day; but I was sorry it did not give
I suppose these late weeks here have been the happiest of my life,—in the sense of physical delight at
Every day I gather in this way some new association to add to my store; & all the while I am picking
My dear Walt Whitman, I was very glad to have your postcard two or three days ago, & to find that you
My work—editing &c., made me come away at last sooner than I wished to.
through a quiet & picturesque cwm or valley,—so reaching this place, Carmarthen, where I stay with my
have been dipping more & more into old Welsh romance & poetry, of late; eking out with a dictionary my
The practice I had in America, & the vocal exercises that I used to indulge in during my mountain rambles
working men,—chiefly socialists; so I gave them as good an account of Leaves of Grass in connection with my
To my great delight, there proved to be several men there who knew L. of G. & who were able to join with
opposite side of the river, & the sound of fire-bells & galloping horses in the distance, drew me out of my
My American trip seems to have given me a new energy of assimilation too.
Camden, 14 th Aug. '89 My dear Walt Whitman, Your welcome p'card of July 23 rd reminds me how the time
has slipped away since my last letter to you.
If I came, I should have to send letters to the papers here, & perhaps lecture too, to pay my way; for
I come to my last halfpenny indeed almost every week, & am getting quite used to the condition at last
last three or four weeks, & before returning to London tomorrow I should like to tell you something of my
Before beginning about myself, though,— many thanks for the Lippincott's article.— My Book & I , which
North Sea Interlude," and so it was natural that I should go down to the sea-shore a good deal during my
—then, two or three days ago, I went over to Browney Valley, to see my old friends the coal-miners &
Believe this, of yours most affectionately Ernest Rhys After to-day my address is again Sq.
"The sea-wind & the sea Made all my soul in me A song for ever!"
by the way, to say that a note has come to say a package (of portraits presumably) from you, awaits my
I shall be able now to get on with my article for the 'Scottish Art Review' as soon as I am back in town
Whitman: "Because you have, as it were, given me a ground for the love of men I thank you continually in my
London To 2 d March '89 My dear Walt Whitman, During the past day or two I have been arranging your portraits
between the lines, feeling all the time as if I can still see you in your great arm-chair—as during my
It is this impression that I must try to convey as far as may be in my article in the S. A.
So my instinct for life & the open road grows stronger every day. "Right Jack Health!"
I believe I told you that my sister Edith was with me here.
The discussion after my paper, in which Sanborn took a main part, was full of interest, & there was a
general agreement with my position, & that part based on Leaves of Grass in especial.