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AS I sit with others, at a great feast, suddenly, while the music is playing, To my mind, (whence it

AS I sit with others, at a great feast, suddenly, while the music is playing, To my mind, (whence it

force advancing with irresistible power on the world's stage, (Have the old forces, the old wars, played

How my thoughts play subtly at the spectacles around! How the clouds pass silently overhead!

force advancing with irresistible power on the world's stage, (Have the old forces, the old wars, played

How my thoughts play subtly at the spectacles around! How the clouds pass silently overhead!

force advancing with irresistible power on the world's stage; (Have the old forces, the old wars, played

How my thoughts play subtly at the spectacles around! How the clouds pass silently overhead!

leaving his bed wander'd alone, bareheaded, barefoot, Down from the shower'd halo, Up from the mystic play

tangle, openings, and pink turf, Different colors, pale gray and green, purple, white, and gold, the play

leaving his bed wander'd alone, bareheaded, barefoot, Down from the shower'd halo, Up from the mystic play

tangle, openings, and pink turf, Different colors, pale gray and green, purple, white, and gold, the play

head; No more of soft astral, but dazzling and fierce, With war's flames, and the lambent lightnings playing

the praise of things, In the dispute on God and eternity he is silent, He sees eternity less like a play

Let the priest still play at immortality! Let death be inaugurated!

I love to look on the stars and stripes—I hope the fifes will play Yankee Doodle.

Trottoirs throng'd—vehicles—Broadway—the women— the shops and shows, The parades, processions, bugles playing

That you are here—that life exists, and identity; That the powerful play goes on, and you will contribute

the openings, and the pink turf, Different colors, pale gray and green, purple, white, and gold—the play

limitless—in vain I try to think how limitless; I do not doubt that the orbs, and the systems of orbs, play

the openings, and the pink turf, Different colors, pale gray and green, purple, white, and gold—the play

Around the idea of thee the war revolving, With all its angry and vehement play of causes, (With vast

Around the idea of thee the war revolving, With all its angry and vehement play of causes, (With vast

Around the idea of thee the strange sad war revolv- ing revolving , With all its angry and vehement play

Amorous, mature—all beautiful to me—all won- drous wondrous , My limbs, and the quivering fire that ever plays

under-hold, the hair rumpled over and blinding the eyes; The march of firemen in their own costumes, the play

what was expected of heaven or feared of hell, are now consumed, Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play

, He shall be lawless, rude, illiterate—he shall be one condemned by others for deeds done; I will play

up here, soul, soul, Come up here, dear little child, To fly in the clouds and winds with me, and play

defiles through the woods, gain'd at night, The British advancing, rounding in from the east, fiercely playing

march'd forth to inter- cept intercept the enemy, They are cut off, murderous artillery from the hills plays

up here, soul, soul, Come up here, dear little child, To fly in the clouds and winds with me, and play

defiles through the woods, gain'd at night, The British advancing, rounding in from the east, fiercely playing

march'd forth to inter- cept intercept the enemy, They are cut off, murderous artillery from the hills plays

defiles through the woods, gain'd at night, The British advancing, wedging in from the east, fiercely playing

Maryland have march'd forth to intercept the enemy; They are cut off—murderous artillery from the hills plays

again, Amorous, mature, all beautiful to me, all wondrous, My limbs and the quivering fire that ever plays

hair rumpled over and blind- ing blinding the eyes; The march of firemen in their own costumes, the play

what was expected of heaven or fear'd of hell, are now consumed, Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play

He shall be lawless, rude, illiterate, he shall be one condemn'd by others for deeds done, I will play

again, Amorous, mature, all beautiful to me, all wondrous, My limbs and the quivering fire that ever plays

hair rumpled over and blind- ing blinding the eyes; The march of firemen in their own costumes, the play

what was expected of heaven or fear'd of hell, are now consumed, Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play

He shall be lawless, rude, illiterate, he shall be one condemn'd by others for deeds done, I will play

again, Amorous, mature—all beautiful to me—all wondrous; My limbs, and the quivering fire that ever plays

under-hold, the hair rumpled over and blinding the eyes; The march of firemen in their own costumes, the play

what was expected of heaven or fear'd of hell, are now consumed; Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play

, He shall be lawless, rude, illiterate—he shall be one condemn'd by others for deeds done; I will play

again, Amorous, mature—all beautiful to me—all wondrous; My limbs, and the quivering fire that ever plays

under-hold, the hair rumpled over and blinding the eyes; The march of firemen in their own costumes, the play

what was expected of heaven or fear'd of hell, are now consumed; Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play

, He shall be lawless, rude, illiterate—he shall be one condemn'd by others for deeds done; I will play

the praise of things, In the dispute on God and eternity he is silent, He sees eternity less like a play

These are not to be cherished for themselves, They fill their hour, the dancers dance, the musicians play

13* The most renowned poems would be ashes, orations and plays would be vacuums.

Let priests still play at immortality! Let Death be inaugurated!

How my thoughts play subtly at the spectacles around! How the clouds pass silently overhead!

or remain in the same room with you, Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is play

- ing playing within me.

or remain in the same room with you, Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is play

- ing playing within me.

remain in the same room with you, Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is playing

remain in the same room with you, Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is playing

remain in the same room with you, Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is playing

I love to look on the Stars and Stripes, I hope the fifes will play Yankee Doodle.

That you are here—that life exists and identity, That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute

I love to look on the Stars and Stripes, I hope the fifes will play Yankee Doodle.

That you are here—that life exists and identity, That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute

up here, soul, soul; Come up here, dear little child, To fly in the clouds and winds with me, and play

The passionate teeming plays this curtain hid!)

The passionate teeming plays this curtain hid!)

Labor Reform and Persona in Whitman's Journalism and the First Leaves of Grass, 1840-1855 (New York: Peter

The time is rapidly approaching when a new and balancing force will come into play—a force composed of

Volume I: 1834–1846 (New York: Peter Lang, 1998).

Peter Lang eventually published two volumes of the journalism in 1998 and 2003, though these volumes

The Peter Lang volumes are produced so as to replicate the appearance of the New York University Press

Arguably, the Peter Lang volumes constitute volumes 23 and 24 of the , and a 25th volume, treating recently

Later, Whitman would get a first-hand report of the assassination from his friend Peter Doyle, an Irish

He also reviewed plays and opera and occasional ballet presented in New York theater houses.

and dress—in a Bowery restaurant, the actor Frank Chanfrau began mimicking the style in a popular play

nonchalance, not disturbed in the least by the rumpus, which at one time made more noise by far than the play

The band up in the gallery plays ambitious pieces from the great composers, &c.; but it does not disturb

and dress—in a Bowery restaurant, the actor Frank Chanfrau began mimicking the style in a popular play

Ingersoll played Richmond .

And how he used to play such parts as Pythias , to Forrest's Damon ?

For such were the plays, and finely sustained, that we used to go and see at the Old Bowery.)

Charley Thorne, who was then young and strong, and rosy and full of fire, played Tressel .

The Lady of Lyons was a play by Edward Bulwer-Lytton.

.; The Last Days of Pompeii was a play by Louisa Medina, who would later marry the actor Tom Hamblin.

It was the first play to achieve a "long run" in the United States, remaining on stage for twenty-nine

Like Booth, he also played Richard III in New York.; The "Kemble school" refers to a style and philosophy

It is clear that Whitman prefers Scott's style of acting.; The Sledge Driver was a play by Eliza Planche

, whose husband, James Robinson Planche, was also a playwright.; The Lady of Lyons was a play by Edward

Recchia (New York: Peter Lang, 2003), 2:268.

Recchia (New York: Peter Lang, 2003), 2:25. —and later ones of the great Kean.

Peters, and Doctors A. C. Post, T. F.

Peters, surrounded by quite a swarm of surgeons and students.

office for a still longer period of time, and down to within a year or two since; with the presence of Peter

Volume I: 1834–1846 (New York: Peter Lang, 1998).

In the first he is walking with Eve, content, taking delight in the "quivering fire that ever plays"

enjoyment in the free exercise of his lungs than from mere intellectual appreciation of the poem or play

chaffing, or nay form of "smart" talk—remaining always perfectly grave and silent amid that kind of by-play

I always compare Shakespeare's plays to large, rich, splendid tapestry—like Raphael's historical cartoons

stores, Customs, costumes, churches, theatres, looks And lingoes all are vanished, are Gone, are played

Knock Out the resonant, brassy Notes, and prattle along like A lad at play, while ever and Anon sweet

In accordance with your request I met Peter Doyle at Milburn's after office and we proceeded to your

room and made up the package as you directed, and Peter took it to the Adams Express office.

that takes its title from the mischievous forest sprite of the same name in William Shakespeare's play