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words of Two Veterans for musical publication—& also give permission for further musical adaptation of my
pieces—Am curious to see how they go—Am sure I sh'd should be impress'd impressed and pleased—My western
trip has worked well—My health is about the same as of late years— When the music is printed—(if printed
—A pressure of business, only, has pre evented my coming out among the "friends of yore," and the familiar
such as it is—have the grip permanently—I sent from here (4th June last —also letter to you) some of my
Davis, my housekeeper, is well—She has been off to Kansas & Colorado on a jaunt—Warren Fritzinger my
N A Review has a little piece of mine "Old Poets" —As I write I am sitting here in my big chair with
and his brother Harry were the sons of Henry Whireman Fritzinger (about 1828–1881), a former sea captain
Davis, Whitman's housekeeper, who had also taken care of the sea captain and who inherited part of his
hospitals of our Secession war—Still I do not smoke or chew myself—Sometimes wish I did smoke now in my
old age & invalidism—but it is too late to learn— But my brothers & all my near friends are smokers,
& I am accustomed to it—live among smokers, & always carry cigars in my pocket to give special friends
subject that offers itself—making a compact, the-whole-surrounding, National Poem , after its sort, after my
especially with the literary classes, to make it worth your while to give them a sight of me with all my
I reserve the use of the piece in any collection of my poems I may publish in future.
Should my name be printed in the programme of contributors at any time it must not be lower down than
I returned from near Ithaca, whither I went after leaving Jamaica, I was completely disappointed in my
My friend, Why the dickins didn't you come out to the whig meeting at the court house, last Saturday
—The awful occasion impressed indeliby upon my memory every agonising moment of that infernal excursion
skin is even now peeling, and four mortal pounds of flesh which ran off in a state of dilution from my
lumps of red hot fire—not a tree not a shed to shelter us from the intolerable glare.— I gave you in my
last some account of my first "huckleberry frolick," but this beats it all hollow.
O, it makes my nerves quiver as I think of it.—Yes, anathema!
—Of course, I build now and then my castles in the air.
like wreaths of smoke, and about as substantial, my day dreams.
—It is my sanctum sanctorum, which profane foot invadeth not.
—My best wishes I waft to you, wrapped up and sealed with a wafer.
—That this earthly habitation, is a place of torment to my miserable self, is made painfully evident
—you do not know, my friend, nor can you conceive, the horrid dulness of this place.
—And as avocations of this nature never met my fancy in any great degree, you may easily imagine what
O, ye gods, press me not too far—pour not my cup too full—or I know what I shall do.
—Dire and dreadful thoughts have lately been floating through my brain.
Woodbury Thursday July 30 My friend I feel but little in the humour for writing any thing that will have
live here ten hours he would fret himself to death: I have heard the words "thank you," but once since my
—It was fun no doubt, but it cost me two mortal pounds of flesh, besides numerous remnants of my apparrel
a miserable kind of a dog: I am sick of wearing away by inches, and spending the fairest portion of my
—I pray the fates he may rid me of my spleen ere long W. W. Abrahan P. Leech | Jamaica L.I.
—Excuse the naturality of my metaphor.— Speaking of "naturality" reminds me of the peculiarities that
—My period of purgation is almost up in these diggins.—Thank the pitying fates!
in two weeks more I shall wind up my affairs, and with tears in my eyes bid a sorrowful adieu to these
—My heart swells, and my melting soul almost expires with the agonising idea.
—Luckily for my self-complacency they are mostly whigs.
My dear Mr. Editor, Would this piece be available for the Magazine?—The price is $100.
My dear L— I perform the thrice-agreeable office of informing you that my purgatory here is just finishing
At present I think it improbable that I shall pay any visit to Jamaica, though I should like to see my
"— —"O. how my spirit springs and grows elastick at the idea of leaving this diabolical, and most p articularly
m Dear friends I send the within letter just rec'd from Harry—I am about as usual, & nothing new in my
time—better luck next time—It is heavy and bad outside, the wind blowing a gale—(I should like to put on my
W W London Feb 10—84 Dr Dear Old Friend: Am quite well with the exception of the abcess on my neck, it
Most of my friends appear to have forgotten me or think me of too little importance to drop a line.
Dear Sir:— I would be highly pleased to receive your autograph to place in my collection, and hope you
movement yesterday—Horace here evn'g—Stoddart will publish the report with some short cutting—Made my
omnibus driver NY chum—F'm 25 to 45 I c'd hop on & get up front a stage while going a good trot—also put my
the head" (or gathering) continues thro' all—bladder business troublesome at night—am sitting here in my
den alone as usual by the stove—my nurse gone to the p o—y'rs of 17th came to night, welcome—corn beef
(good) & good roast potato for my supper—appetite sharp enough Sunday a m Fine bright day—shall probably
and his brother Harry were the sons of Henry Whireman Fritzinger (about 1828–1881), a former sea captain
Davis, Whitman's housekeeper, who had also taken care of the sea captain and who inherited part of his
Robert Browning (1812–1889), known for his dramatic monologues, including "Porphyria's Lover" and "My
better or strongly—the bowel movement is just right (a great favorable point daily or every other daily)—my
you Pearsall Smith's note wh' is favorable & you will want to know—the remains cool & pleasant to-day—My
My dinner is just here & I relish it— W W Steamship Aller June 20th. 1888.
My dear Friend — It was with much regret that we felt compelled to leave you in your sickness last week
Our passage across the whole way has been nearly as smooth as a duck pond, and my health has been very
Camden 11 a m Tuesday My friend J. M. S. | (for so I would have it) Yours just rec'd.
On April 7 Scovel suggested that "to start right again I think you had better send me my MSS—and let
& bladder matters—am sitting here in big chair as usual—Mrs: D over at Phila—Warry down stairs—made my
and his brother Harry were the sons of Henry Whireman Fritzinger (about 1828–1881), a former sea captain
Davis, Whitman's housekeeper, who had also taken care of the sea captain and who inherited part of his
Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to
Whitman is referring to the proofs for his book Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).
Thirty-one poems from the book were later printed as "Good-Bye my Fancy 2d Annex" to Leaves of Grass
For more information see, Donald Barlow Stauffer, "'Good-Bye my Fancy' (Second Annex) (1891)," Walt Whitman
Have had a markedly bad week days & nights but am weathering-it-on (as my phrase is)—smally but palpably
f'm them—expect printed slips of NA Rev: & Lip: pieces & sh'l send you copies if I get them—Enclosed my
I am sitting here same (a little shawl extra around my back neck & right shoulder ag't draft) comfortable
On December 17, Whitman sent four poems: "Old Chants," "Grand is the Seen," "Death dogs my steps," and
My guess would be that when fairly afloat it might have quite as much sale here in the United States
I would like to exchange with you—I to send you my two volume Centennial Ed'n Leaves of Grass and Two
My dear friend: I have been thinking very often of you lately, and wishing that something might be done
Lovering, the Member of Congress from my district, 6 th Massachusetts, and influential member of committee
This one is devoted to some of your poems and is partly written by me, partly by my friend W. Q.
My Dear Walt, As you see by my address I am staying with a great friend of yours.
I posted a copy of my book to you about a week ago: I hope that you will read it and tell me how you
As yet, I have not taken my passage, but I hope to come early in May, and to spend a nice slice of my
Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to
My dear Mr.
Booth and the Old Bowery —which article I reserve the right to include & print in future collections of my
As I write, the sun is out, & my bird singing—I have had my dinner, mutton-stew, onions, & greens—(I
New York, June 14th 188 6 Walt Whitman Esq Trusting that the intelligence conveyed will plead for my
Camden New Jersey U S A Oct 23 My dear friend Yours of 19th Oct rec'd received —(I came up yesterday
up this little piece to my mind—let me send it as a souvenir."
Camden New Jersey Dec 20 My dear Jenny Gilder Yours of to-day rec'd received —(The other also—but I thought
write now in haste to say I will help you to any thing on the subject you desire—Will turn it over in my
Gilder wrote to Whitman, in his words, "that she is going to write my life & asking for items &c" (Walt
Camden Sept. 8 '85 Just a line any how, dear Mary, to follow up the good wishes & invocations of my last
Ford Yours of Sept: 25th rec'd received —& accordingly I send you (same mail with this—same address) my
O. order — When you see Edward Carpenter tell him I am well & hearty (considering) & send him my love
Camden Feb 20 My dear T W I send you the bit for Sunday's paper (had it put in type for my private satisfaction
Camden New Jersey Sept. 8 noon Thanks, my friend, for your kind invitation—but am not able to accept
Your friend W W Aleck boy here is a copy slip of my little new poem just out in Harpers' Weekly of May
The Herald, Boston, Oct. 8, 188 7 My dear Friend: I have yours of yesterday and enclose a list of the
return'd as your note seems to involve) —but I know I had a good time in the Times —& heartily send my
best respects & love to the boys one & all now there—I send my last photo: Tack it up if you like on
The Herald, Boston, Aug. 2, 188 7 My dear Friend: I enclose for the cottage $285 in two checks of $50
If the idea pleases you, my friend, Jack Law, the Chelsea tile-maker, would like to send you a handsome
Office of The Boston Herald, Boston, Mass., June 21, 188 7 My dear friend: Yours of the 18th received
send more in a few days by calling in the amounts already subscribed as speedily as the pressure of my
sincerely—I am living here comfortably enough, but a paralytic bodily—As I write I sit by the open window of my
Camden April 16 '87 By oversight I left a book "Poets of America," by E C Stedman —in my room in the
I send you my love and am always affectionately yours R M Bucke Richard Maurice Bucke to Walt Whitman
celebrated physician remark, in speaking of the decay of health in metropolitan life,—“I should despair of my
Lansdowne, when the debate arose in the House of Lords in 1788 on the Regency question, said— The people, my
It would be impardonable not to notice the very beautiful mezzotint of Captain Nathan Hale, the Hero
far, he succeeds in presenting very much such a picture of the grave and courteous young Provincial Captain
I give my hand and my heart to this work.”
friend and hear him say with tearful eyes, “You inspired me with hope when all was dark—you removed my
following language of the new law, repealling the provisions of the old law inconsistent therewith, that my
question shall have been judicially pronounce invalid, or at least without some judicial sanction for my