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neck open, shirt-collar flat and broad, countenance tawny transparent red, beard well-mottled with white

I depart as air, I shake my white locks at the runaway sun; I effuse my flesh in eddies, and drift it

side through the night, and withdraws at the peep of the day, And leaves for me baskets covered with white

And it means, Sprouting alike in broad zones and narrow zones, Growing among black folks as among white

This grass is very dark to be from the white heads of old mothers, Darker than the colorless beards of

The young men float on their backs, their white bellies bulge to the sun, they do not ask who seizes

Painless after all I lie, exhausted but not so un- happy unhappy , White and beautiful are the faces

of their churches—I hear the responsive base and soprano, I hear the wail of utter despair of the white

- haired white-haired Irish grand-parents, when they learn the death of their grand-son, I hear the cry

Mediterranean, and from one to another of its islands, The inland fresh-tasted seas of North America, The White

you white or black owners of slaves! You owned persons dropping sweat-drops or blood-drops!

I see not merely that you are polite or white-faced, married, single, citizens of old states, citizens

The sum of all known reverence I add up in you, whoever you are, The President is there in the White

All architecture is what you do to it when you look upon it, Did you think it was in the white or gray

bars of pig-iron, the strong clean-shaped T rail for rail- roads railroads , Oil-works, silk-works, white-lead-works

those of the grape, Welcome are lands of sugar and rice, Welcome the cotton-lands—welcome those of the white

forming in line, the echoed rise and fall of the arms forcing the water, The slender, spasmic blue-white

murderer with haggard face and pinioned arms, The sheriff at hand with his deputies, the silent and white-lipped

the old response, Take what I have then, (saying fain,) take the pay you approached for, Take the white

beauty of person, 8 The shape of his head, the richness and breadth of his manners, the pale yellow and white

swelling and deliciously aching, Limitless limpid jets of love hot and enormous, quivering jelly of love, white-blow

Examine these limbs, red, black, or white—they are so cunning in tendon and nerve, They shall be stript

wild-pigeon, high-hold, orchard- oriole orchard-oriole , coot, surf-duck, red-shouldered-hawk, fish-hawk, white-ibis

notice the arriv- ing arriving ships, Saw their approach, saw aboard those that were near me, Saw the white

serpentine pennants, The large and small steamers in motion, the pi- lots pilots in their pilot-houses, The white

pass up or down, white-sailed schooners, sloops, lighters! Flaunt away, flags of all nations!

Bring down those tossed arms and let your white hair be, Here gape your smart grand-sons—their wives

Remember what was promulged by the founders, ratified by The States, signed in black and white by the

The early lilacs became part of this child, And grass, and white and red morning-glories, and white and

sun- set sunset , the river between, Shadows, aureola and mist, light falling on roofs and gables of white

The wretched features of ennuyees, the white features of corpses, the livid faces of drunk- ards drunkards

sweet eating and drinking, Laps life-swelling yolks—laps ear of rose-corn, milky and just ripened; The white

and even to his head, he strikes out with courageous arms, he urges himself with his legs, I see his white

his arms with measureless love, and the son holds the father in his arms with measureless love, The white

hair of the mother shines on the white wrist of the daughter, The breath of the boy goes with the breath

the unearthly cry, Its veins down the neck distend, its eyes roll till they show nothing but their whites

Off the word I have spoken I except not one — red, white, black, all are deific, In each house is the

soiree, I heard what the singers were singing so long, Heard who sprang in crimson youth from the white

She sits in an arm-chair, under the shaded porch of the farm-house, The sun just shines on her old white

Let the white person tread the black person under his heel! (Say!

spread your white sails my little bark athwart the imperious waves, Chant on, sail on, bear o'er the

pass up or down, white-sail'd schooners, sloops, lighters! Flaunt away, flags of all nations!

What is that little black thing I see there in the white? Loud! loud! loud!

The early lilacs became part of this child, And grass and white and red morning-glories, and white and

In calculating that decision, William O'Connor and Dr. Bucke are far more peremptory than I am.

In calculating that decision, William O'Connor and Dr. Bucke are far more peremptory than I am.

imperious waves, Or some lone bark buoy'd on the dense marine, Where joyous full of faith, spreading white

spread your white sails my little bark athwart the imperious waves, Chant on, sail on, bear o'er the

man was of wonderful vigor, calmness, beauty of person, The shape of his head, the pale yellow and white

swelling and deliciously aching, Limitless limpid jets of love hot and enormous, quivering jelly of love, white-blow

Examine these limbs, red, black, or white, they are cunning in tendon and nerve, They shall be stript

sea-waves hurry in and out, Not the air delicious and dry, the air of ripe summer, bears lightly along white

BEHOLD this swarthy face, these gray eyes, This beard, the white wool unclipt upon my neck, My brown

signs, I would sing your contest for the 19th Presidentiad, I would sing how an old man, tall, with white

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

shadows, Recalling now the obscure shapes, the echoes, the sounds and sights after their sorts, The white

What is that little black thing I see there in the white? Loud! loud! loud!

Me and mine, loose windrows, little corpses, Froth, snowy white, and bubbles, (See, from my dead lips

In the night, in solitude, tears, On the white shore dripping, dripping, suck'd in by the sand, Tears

For shame old maniacs—bring down those toss'd arms, and let your white hair be, Here gape your great

buckle the straps carefully, Outdoors arming, indoors arming, the flash of the musket-barrels, The white

Then to the third—a face nor child nor old, very calm, as of beautiful yellow-white ivory; Young man

WHO are you dusky woman, so ancient hardly human, With your woolly-white and turban'd head, and bare

and still in the coffin—I draw near, Bend down and touch lightly with my lips the white face in the

Ah my silvery beauty—ah my woolly white and crimson! Ah to sing the song of you, my matron mighty!

surrounding cloud that will not free my soul. 3 In the dooryard fronting an old farm-house near the white-wash'd

wheat, every grain from its shroud in the dark-brown fields uprisen, Passing the apple-tree blows of white

I saw battle-corpses, myriads of them, And the white skeletons of young men, I saw them, I saw the debris

The early lilacs became part of this child, And grass and white and red morning-glories, and white and

at sunset, the river between, Shadows, aureola and mist, the light falling on roofs and gables of white

grave an ancient sorrowful mother, Once a queen, now lean and tatter'd seated on the ground, Her old white

cold ground with fore- head forehead between your knees, O you need not sit there veil'd in your old white

some are such beautiful animals, so lofty looking; Some are buff-color'd, some mottled, one has a white

A huge sob—a few bubbles—the white foam spirting up—and then the women gone, Sinking there while the

the unearthly cry, Its veins down the neck distend, its eyes roll till they show nothing but their whites

Off the word I have spoken I except not one—red, white, black, are all deific, In each house is the ovum

soiree, I heard what the singers were singing so long, Heard who sprang in crimson youth from the white

She sits in an armchair under the shaded porch of the farmhouse, The sun just shines on her old white

The cactus guarded with thorns, the laurel-tree with large white flowers, The range afar, the richness

NOT alone those camps of white, old comrades of the wars, When as order'd forward, after a long march

imperious waves, Or some lone bark buoy'd on the dense marine, Where joyous full of faith, spreading white

spread your white sails my little bark athwart the imperious waves, Chant on, sail on, bear o'er the

often without food to eat or water to drink, all those parts of Stafford, Culpepper Culpeper , Prince William

On the fall of that stronghold they were pushed off under S HERMAN Union Major-General William Tecumseh

latter have been and are ready to exchange man for man as far as prisoners go, (certainly all the whites

This city, its suburbs, the Capitol, the front of the White House, the places of amusement, the avenue

presented here, in the generally fine, soft, peculiar air and light,) and has his eyes attracted by these white

I shall always identify Washington with that huge and delicate towering bulge of pure white, where it

Then other varieties; there will be a procession of wagons, bright-painted and white-topped, marked "

Washington being full of great white architecture, takes through the Summer a prevailing color-effect

of white and green.

White canvas coverings arch them over, and each wagon has its six-mule team.

L INCOLN never reposes at the White House during the hot season, but has quarters at a healthy location

there, (I think the light is extra-powerful here,) besides a large effect of green, varied with the white

We have put the draft through, have conscribed a goodly lot of whites, blacks and Secessionists; and

some badly wounded—and, perhaps, never to rise thence,) the cots themselves, with their drapery of white

MANUAL OF THE COMMON COUNCIL OF THE CITY OF BROOKLYN, for 1858-9, compiled by William G.

MANUAL OF THE COMMON COUNCIL OF THE CITY OF BROOKLYN, for 1858–9, compiled by William G.

Excess of fat causes the human epidermis to crack, mottling the skin with white speckles and streaks;

We allude to weizen or wheat beer, now generally known as Berlin white beer, from its pale color."

avenue, Madison avenue, and tens of streets around and above Union Park, have their palatial houses of white

Such considerations as these make us laugh at the architecture of the New York Custom House, with its white

By William C. Prime. TENT LIFE IN THE HOLY LAND. By William C.

There a miserable, half-crazy nigger, enveloped in a white shroud, was taken in the midst of a procession

In the street the sun beats down in one concentrated glare, beneath which white men wince and wilt.

Now are Spring and Summer Raglans discarded, and white-gossamer fabrics take their place.

adventures in Siberia, Mongolia, the Kirghis Steppes, Chinese Tartary and part of Central Asia, by Thomas William

Give us one thing or the other, gentlemen—black, if you will, or white if you will—but not the mulatto

Supervisors elect of] ☞Among the Supervisors elect of Westchester Co., we notice the name of our friend William

Fox has not sent yet — 1819–92 Walt Whitman Walt Whitman to Talcott Williams, 22 September 1891

Muchmore, Member Board of Supervisors for Kings County Walt Whitman to William M.

Walt Whitman Walt Whitman to William Ingram, 2 September 1889

Walt Whitman Whitman wrote this letter on the back of the June 16, 1887, letter he received from William