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They were purified by death—they were taught and exalted.

FROM that of myself, without which I were nothing, From what I am determined to make illustrious, even

Soul, entirely redeemed her, the faithful one, the prostitute, who detained me when I went to the city

And if the body were not the Soul, what is the Soul?

I knew a man, He was a common farmer—he was the father of five sons, And in them were the fathers of

sons—and in them were the fathers of sons.

visit him to see—he was wise also, 25* He was six feet tall, he was over eighty years old— his sons were

from head to foot, It attracts with fierce undeniable attraction, I am drawn by its breath as if I were

A WOMAN waits for me—she contains all, nothing is lacking, Yet all were lacking, if sex were lacking,

or if the moisture of the right man were lacking.

YOU and I—what the earth is, we are, We two—how long we were fooled!

ONCE I passed through a populous city, imprinting my brain, for future use, with its shows, architec-

ture architecture , customs, and traditions; Yet now, of all that city, I remember only a woman I casually

met there, who detained me for love of me, Day by day and night by night we were together,— All else

IN the new garden, in all the parts, In cities now, modern, I wander, Though the second or third result

original loins, perfectly sweet, I, chanter of Adamic songs, Through the new garden, the West, the great cities

You flagged walks of the cities! you strong curbs at the edges! You ferries!

I think heroic deeds were all conceived in the open air, I think I could stop here myself, and do miracles

Now if a thousand perfect men were to appear, it would not amaze me, Now if a thousand beautiful forms

different countries, habitues of far- distant dwellings, Trusters of men and women, observers of cities

the fruits of or- chards orchards and flowers of gardens, To take to your use out of the compact cities

Were you thinking that those were the words—those upright lines? those curves, angles, dots?

Were you thinking that those were the words— those delicious sounds out of your friends' mouths?

them—my qualities inter- penetrate interpenetrate with theirs—my name is nothing to them, Though it were

echo the tones of Souls, and the phrases of Souls; If they did not echo the phrases of Souls, what were

If they had not reference to you in especial, what were they then?

Were you looking to be held together by the lawyers? By an agreement on a paper? Or by arms? Away!

America, and along the shores of the great lakes, and all over the prairies, I will make inseparable cities

sleepless, deep in the night, when I go forth, speeding swiftly the country roads, or through the city

the sick, sick dread lest the one he loved might secretly be indifferent to him, Whose happiest days were

was not a happy night for me that fol- lowed followed ; And else, when I caroused, or when my plans were

slow drops, Candid, from me falling—drip, bleeding drops, From wounds made to free you whence you were

all my grand assumptions and egotisms with derision, Or may-be one who is puzzled at me. 31 As if I were

burial- places, to find him, And I found that every place was a burial-place, The houses full of life were

shipping, the places of amusement, the Chicago, Boston, Philadelphia, the Manna- hatta Mannahatta , were

I am willing to disregard burial-places, and dispense with them, And if the memorials of the dead were

CITY of my walks and joys!

City whom that I have lived and sung there will one day make you illustrious, Not the pageants of you—not

the crossing of the street, or on the ship's deck, kiss him in return; We observe that salute of American

we flit by each other, fluid, affec- tionate affectionate , chaste, matured, You grew up with me, were

Only I will establish in the Mannahatta, and in every city of These States, inland and seaboard, And

the sea-beach dancing, With birds singing—With fishes swimming—With trees branching and leafing, Cities

Through youth, and through middle and old age, how unfaltering, how affectionate and faithful they were

and for Oregon: Sojourning east a while longer, soon I travel to you, to remain, to teach robust American

Or the vaunted glory and growth of the great city spread around me?

I DREAMED in a dream, I saw a city invincible to the attacks of the whole of the rest of the earth, I

dreamed that was the new City of Friends, Nothing was greater there than the quality of robust love—it

led the rest, It was seen every hour in the actions of the men of that city, And in all their looks

invisible; Now it is you, compact, visible, realizing my poems, seeking me, Fancying how happy you were

, if I could be with you, and become your lover; Be it as if I were with you.

Looked toward the lower bay to notice the arriving ships, Saw their approach, saw aboard those that were

These, and all else, were to me the same as they are to you, I project myself a moment to tell you—also

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

I had done seemed to me blank and sus- picious suspicious , My great thoughts, as I supposed them, were

as much of you —I laid in my stores in advance, I considered long and seriously of you before you were

noises of the night-owl and the wild-cat, and the whirr of the rattlesnake; The mocking-bird, the American

Cluster: Chants Democratic and Native American. (1860) CHANTS DEMOCRATIC AND NATIVE AMERICAN.

to American persons, progresses, cities? Chicago, Kanada, Arkansas?

city stands.

American masses!

AMERICAN mouth-songs!

original for this publication only. nyp.00015 Walt Whitman Leaves of Grass Boston Thayer and Eldridge 1860

soon crop out the true "L EAVES OF G RASS ," the fuller- grown work of which the former two issues were

Quite after the same token as the Italian Opera, to most bold Americans, and all new persons, even of

Then, in view of the latter words, bold American!

You, bold American!

No, bold American!

necessitated by new theories, new themes—or say the new treatment of themes, forced upon us for American

Furthermore, I have surely attained headway enough with the American public, especially with the literary

Walt Whitman to the Editors of Harper's Magazine, 7 January 1860

Number four of the "Chants Democratic," printed in the 1860 edition of Leaves of Grass, 159–166.

The review by the Cincinnati Commercial of Walt Whitman's last yawp, which (the review) you were frank

but "tried, tried again," until I believe the closed-up sutures in my cranium were opened as widely as

if the brains were out, and a pint of white beans were in with the whole caput-al arrangement-soaking

This poem later appeared as "Chants Democratic 7," Leaves of Grass (1860) and as "With Antecedents,"

Walt Whitman to the Editor of the New York Sunday Courier, 16 January 1860

There are no extant copies of the New York Sunday Courier for 1860.

Walt Whitman to James Russell Lowell, 20 January 1860

The two lines were omitted in the magazine.

This poem later appeared as "Calamus No. 17," Leaves of Grass (1860); as "Of Him I Love Day and Night

This poem later appeared as "Calamus No. 40," Leaves of Grass (1860); as "That Shadow My Likeness," Leaves

—When the book was first issued we were clerks in the establishment we now own.

proposition of Thayer & Eldridge Feb February 10 '60 Thayer & Eldridge to Walt Whitman, 10 February 1860

This poem appeared as "Calamus No. 21" in Leaves of Grass (1860).

Heavenly Death," Leaves of Grass (1871-72).; This poem appeared as "Calamus No. 37" in Leaves of Grass (1860

in Hand," Leaves of Grass (1867).; This poem appeared as "Enfans d'Adam No. 15" in Leaves of Grass (1860

Boston Feb 27 1860 Walt Whitman Dear Sir, Your letter of the 25th is at hand.

Yours Truly Thayer & Eldridge Thayer & Eldridge to Walt Whitman, 27 February 1860

was a Boston publishing firm responsible for the third edition of Walt Whitman's Leaves of Grass (1860

By the late 1840s Ticknor and Fields were publishing most of their trade books in a dark brown cloth;

For discussion of Ticknor and Fields's "blue and gold" books see Michael Winship, American Literary Publishing

Boston March 2, 1860 Walt Whitman Dear Sir, Your favor is at hand. Our Mr.

the whole thing thoroughly Yours Truly Thayer & Eldridge Thayer & Eldridge to Walt Whitman, 2 March 1860

was a Boston publishing firm responsible for the third edition of Walt Whitman's Leaves of Grass (1860

Walt Whitman to the Editor of the Atlantic Monthly, 2 March 1860

Portia Baker analyzes Whitman's relations with this magazine in American Literature 6 (November 1934)

See Whitman's letter from January 20, 1860 .

Ticknor and Fields, publishers of the Atlantic Monthly, sent Whitman a check for $30 on March 6, 1860

OFFICE OF THE ATLANTIC MONTHLY BOSTON, March 6, 1860. MR. WALT WHITMAN— Sir.

Yours truly, Ticknor & Fields Ticknor & Fields, for The Atlantic Monthly, to Walt Whitman, 6 March 1860

By the late 1840s Ticknor and Fields were publishing most of their trade books in a dark brown cloth;

For discussion of Ticknor and Fields's "blue and gold" books see Michael Winship, American Literary Publishing

Boston March 7, 1860 Walt Whitman Brooklyn, N.Y. Dear Sir When we wrote you last week that our Mr.

your work & put it through Yours Truly Thayer & Eldridge Thayer & Eldridge to Walt Whitman, 7 March 1860

was a Boston publishing firm responsible for the third edition of Walt Whitman's Leaves of Grass (1860

Your Friends Thayer & Eldridge Thayer & Eldridge to Walt Whitman, 9 March 1860

was a Boston publishing firm responsible for the third edition of Walt Whitman's Leaves of Grass (1860

March 19 th " 1860 Dear Walt, I am sorry I could not see you previous to your departure for Boston.

Vaughan to Walt Whitman, 19 March 1860

It is postmarked: New-York | Mar | 19 | 1860.

Vaughan worked for the company in 1860.

On February 10, 1860, Whitman received a letter from the Boston publishing firm of Thayer and Eldridge

the Bohemians (Iowa City: University of Iowa Press, 2014).

Whitman published the poem "Bardic Symbols" in the Atlantic Monthly 5 (April 1860): 445–447.

we have no time to loose Most truly yours Chas Hine Artist Charles Hine to Walt Whitman, 21 March 1860

Whitman served as the basis for Stephen Alonzo Schoff's engraving of the poet for Leaves of Grass (1860

You know I have always had a very high opinion of the people of the City of Notions .

The dust is moving in a dense mass through the streets as dust in no other city but NY can move.

Vaughan to Walt Whitman, 21 March 1860

acknowledges receiving replies from Whitman in this letter, and in his letters to Whitman of March 27, 1860

, April 30, 1860, and May 21, 1860.

On February 10, 1860, Whitman received a letter from the Boston publishing firm of Thayer and Eldridge

The Boston, Massachusetts 1860 City Directory lists Edward Morgan of 928 Washington Street as a "driver

was finished by 1860.