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May 29th/63 Dear Mother My last letter home, was written from Lancaster and dated somewhere about the
get as far in the State, as Liberty, without our hearing of it. and I dident like the idea of loseing my
I should like for Jeff (some time when he is over in New York) to stop at the place where I had my pictures
I believe I have written all that I can think at present so good bye Mamy, give my love to Mattie, Jeff
Sept 30th 1862 Dear Mother We are still laying quietly at the place from which I dated my last letter
The captain of our company has gone home on a twenty days furlough.
to buisness since I have been sogering, and the regt never went on a march or into a fight without my
Direct my letters Sturgis Division, Ferreros Brigade 9th Army Corps I often think that I can imagine
Morris Hazard, Jr. was captain of Company D until his discharge from the army on May 7, 1862.
the night a volley of about 20 shots were fired into us and some of the balls passed mighty close to my
men who had been shot and I took 8 or 10 cartridges from some of the wounded and had a few shots on my
The 14th of Brooklyn have lost very heavy among the killed are Captains Davey and Mallery.
Mother do not feel the least uneaisiness about me as I never was heartier or ruggeder in my life.
Davey, Captain of Company H, and George Mallory, Captain of Company B, both of the Eighty-Fourth Regiment
I found my trunk up at Fort Schuyler all right the morning I left home.
My morning report this morning (and for the last 8 days has been the same) was I—Capt, 2 Sergts 2 Corpls
I suppose the draft must be through with in New York & Brooklyn by this time, I wonder how many of my
another fine Stroke for our side, and Gillmore to at Charleston seems to be getting along well, but its my
I suppose Walt thinks strange of my not writing to him, but as you send my letters around, writing to
I have been out with my Co on Picket but we are now back to Camp, I had charge of the line, for more
than a mile, so that I had to keep my Eyes open, we were posted along the bank of the river which is
Mother you ask if my throat troubles me any now.
Not a bit, I never felt better in my life, one thing I have learned in this war, and that is, that
going to have a sepperate command and that Fortress Monroe is to be the place of rendezvous, and if my
Capts Sims and Wright (from this Regt) are home now, and when they get back I believe it is my turn,
come and see me as it is here, and if I can get a chance to come home I shall want the money to pay my
I had my log house almost finished, when the orders came for us to get ready to move, and was going to
Sims, a captain in George Whitman's Fifty-first New York Volunteer Regiment, had been the subject in
letter to his mother on December 16, 1862: "I have come out safe and sound, although I had the side of my
jaw slightly scraped with a peice of shell which burst at my feet."
I sleep here in the building (I have a very good room) and take my meals at a Boarding house I pay 6
from the rebel Artillery and the talk is that the men could not be got forward to the second line, but my
I tried my best, to keep the men from falling back, but Capt Sims was killed just at this time so it
Mother I should like very much to have you send me a dozen of my pictures (those you sent to me at Annapolis
Give my love to Mattie and all. Good night G. W.
Wright wrote: "The Command of the Regiment then devolved upon Captain George W.
I am happy to say he discharged the duties of the responsible position to my entire satisfaction, and
Jeff speaks of my trying for a leave of absence but I hardly think it would be of any use at present,
Give my love to all G. W.
Whitman I am in as good health as ever I was in my life George Washington Whitman to Louisa Van Velsor
Clock it comenced to rain not very hard but enough to make it very unpleasant I stuck it out until my
Brigade driving the enemy untill we got into a thick swamp where the mud and water was over the top of my
order to charge and away we went the water flying over our heads as we splashed through it I was in my
pickets all day so that we must have some 2500 to night I have seen 1 or 2 Colonels and lots of captain
work yesterday is a little stiffness in my legs from walking George Washington Whitman to Louisa Van
Captain O. Jennings Wise died as a result of wounds on February 9, 1862.
The Captain of our company has a Wife, staying at his Brothers in Burlington Vermont, he has writen
, and if Mac, does the clean thing at Richmond I dont see what hope will be left them I told you in my
Morris Hazard, Jr. was captain of Company D until his discharge from the army on May 7, 1862.
although the balls rained around me for over two hours, and several of our boys were struck down close to my
651 men when we went into the fight, and lost about 100 in killed and wounded, among whom was some of my
I took off the blanket that I had strapped to my back, laid him on it, got some help and carried him
We had one captain, one lieutenant, 3 orderly sergeants, our Chaplain, and 16 or 18 privates killed.
He was by my side when he was struck and was an intimate friend of mine.
Hooker managed things so nicely in crossing the river, and getting a good position, that I about made up my
Hotel, Lexington Ky April 22d/63 Dear Brother Jeff You may think im'e rather putting on style, heading my
Sims, a captain in George Washington Whitman's Fifty-first New York Volunteer Regiment, had been the
letter to his mother on December 16, 1862: "I have come out safe and sound, although I had the side of my
jaw slightly scraped with a peice of shell which burst at my feet."
I was in hopes that you would not hear of our Regts being in the fight untill you got my letter.
How my name came to be in the papers I cant see, as I was very careful not to report myself in the list
of wounded in my company, but I think Colonel Potter who saw the scratch on my face, must have aded
my name to the list little thinking I suppose how much uneasyness it would cause at home.
Jeff write me often, and give my love to all. George W.
I have my log hut partly finished and should have had it completed long ago, but after I had cut the
As soon as he gets back, I shall apply, and if I dont get it I dont know but I will send in my resignation
Walt I think you had better write on to Mother and let her send you (by express) $20 of my money and
it on here to me when you come, for if I go home I shall want it, as I may not have a chance to get my
I dont know, certain, that I can get, leave of absence, next week but I thnk my chances are pretty good
nothing at all, about what they brought us here for, but I rather think I was right in the surmise (in my
as when you left, I am still liveing in Capt Francis's tent as I have not been able to get one of my
Francis, also of Buffalo, New York, was promoted to the rank of captain to replace Hazard when the latter
Daily Eagle for January 5, 1863, a factual report of the activities of Brooklyn soldiers, especially Captain
The boys had the devils own time to keep from getting swamped, I just fixed my bunk so there was no
danger of my getting drowned, and then turned in and slept till it stopped raining.
been there since last Sept) Pooley is here and just as good natured as ever, McReady is 2d Lieut of my
Made Captain Aug. 1864—got a family in Buffalo" (Walt Whitman Collection, Beinecke Rare Book and Manuscript
Walt you see I aint got my furlough yet.
or in a case of life and death or something of that sort, so I dont know but they will jew me out of my
down here and see a feller, and if I do go home you must come as soon as I get back, I shall have my
I sent my trunk from Annapolis to Washingt to our Sutler, who keeps a place in Washington his name is
As Captain Whitman marched through Washington with his regiment, Walt Whitman walked beside him.
If so I suppose we will march to Aquia Creek, and go on board of Transports My own oppinion is that
I have my house nearly finished, and was going to have a nice warm place.
Sims, a captain in George's Fifty-first New York Volunteer Regiment, had been the subject in part of
letter to his mother on December 16, 1862: "I have come out safe and sound, although I had the side of my
jaw slightly scraped with a peice of shell which burst at my feet."
buried a gifted and beautiful young wife, and such a letter from you did not tend to solace the pain of my
I gave my employé at the Secularist office the sum of £3 to procure a P.O.O. which I instructed him to
My employé, then, must have cheated me.
I would have done this at once on receiving your letter, but my wife's illness and death were so costly
published in Have We a National Literature, (North American Review, 152, March 1891), and in Good-bye My
such-like, visible here or any- where anywhere , stand provided for in a handful of space, which I extend my
arm and half enclose with my hand; That contains the start of each and all—the virtue, the germs of
good as such-like, visible here or anywhere, stand provided for in a handful of space, which I extend my
arm and half enclose with my hand, That containing the start of each and all, the virtue, the germs
good as such-like, visible here or anywhere, stand provided for in a handful of space, which I extend my
arm and half enclose with my hand, That containing the start of each and all, the virtue, the germs
I am glad to say that my interest is not confined to the books written about you.
My love for them is growing constantly, and my gratitude to the friend who first made you known to me
Whitman's "Going Somewhere" was written for her: "My science-friend, my noblest woman-friend, / (Now
world, a rural domestic life; Give me to warble spontaneous songs, reliev'd, recluse by myself, for my
excitement, and rack'd by the war-strife;) These to procure, incessantly asking, rising in cries from my
heart, While yet incessantly asking, still I adhere to my city; Day upon day, and year upon year, O
enrich'd of soul—you give me forever faces; (O I see what I sought to escape, confronting, reversing my
cries; I see my own soul trampling down what it ask'd for.) 2 Keep your splendid, silent sun; Keep your
world, a rural domestic life; Give me to warble spontaneous songs, reliev'd, recluse by myself, for my
excitement, and rack'd by the war-strife;) These to procure, incessantly asking, rising in cries from my
heart, While yet incessantly asking, still I adhere to my city; Day upon day, and year upon year, O
enrich'd of soul—you give me forever faces; (O I see what I sought to escape, confronting, reversing my
cries; I see my own soul trampling down what it ask'd for.) 2 Keep your splendid silent sun; Keep your
noise of the world a rural domestic life, Give me to warble spontaneous songs recluse by myself, for my
excitement, and rack'd by the war-strife,) These to procure incessantly asking, rising in cries from my
heart, While yet incessantly asking still I adhere to my city, Day upon day and year upon year O city
enrich'd of soul, you give me forever faces; (O I see what I sought to escape, confronting, reversing my
cries, I see my own soul trampling down what it ask'd for.) 2 Keep your splendid silent sun, Keep your
noise of the world a rural domestic life, Give me to warble spontaneous songs recluse by myself, for my
excitement, and rack'd by the war-strife,) These to procure incessantly asking, rising in cries from my
heart, While yet incessantly asking still I adhere to my city, Day upon day and year upon year O city
enrich'd of soul, you give me forever faces; (O I see what I sought to escape, confronting, reversing my
cries, I see my own soul trampling down what it ask'd for.) 2 Keep your splendid silent sun, Keep your
panorama the skepticism of "Calamus" number 7, and thus joins "To a Certain Civilian" and "As I Lay with My
My friend Mr Stedman tells me that he thinks you would allow me to call on you.
Since I left England it has been my greatest wish to have the great pleasure of seeing you that I hope
Mar 4. 1889 My dear Sir.
This, & this alone must be my excuse for adding another needless letter to your overburdened table.
On the verso is a note in Whitman's hand reading "to my 2d & last Annex for L of G."
Poet.1870-1874poetry1 leafhandwritten; Annotated draft of the untitled poem that begins Come, said my
LOVER divine and perfect Comrade, Waiting content, invisible yet, but certain, Be thou my God.
Ideal Man, Fair, able, beautiful, content, and loving, Complete in body and dilate in spirit, Be thou my
O Death, (for Life has served its turn,) Opener and usher to the heavenly mansion, Be thou my God.
All great ideas, the races' aspirations, All heroisms, deeds of rapt enthusiasts, Be ye my Gods.
and wondrous, Or some fair shape I viewing, worship, Or lustrous orb of sun or star by night, Be ye my
LOVER divine and perfect Comrade, Waiting content, invisible yet, but certain, Be thou my God.
Ideal Man, Fair, able, beautiful, content, and loving, Complete in body and dilate in spirit, Be thou my
O Death, (for Life has served its turn,) Opener and usher to the heavenly mansion, Be thou my God.
All great ideas, the races' aspirations, All heroisms, deeds of rapt enthusiasts, Be ye my Gods.
and wondrous, Or some fair shape I viewing, worship, Or lustrous orb of sun or star by night, Be ye my
It was later reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891), under the title American National Literature before
onward 10 years Goethe —(reading Carlyle's criticisms on Goethe.) over leaf Here is now, (January 1856) my
My science-friend, my noblest woman-friend, (Now buried in an English grave—and this a memory-leaf for
weeks have elapsed since the commission of an outrage, to which I have not till now been able to give my
Nothing deepens my respect for the beautiful intellect of the scholar Alcott, like the bold sentence
Adventures of this kind are frequent, and "I took a fancy to you," or "You look like one of my style,
I weigh my words and have considered well.
He is of my own party; and my politics have been from my youth essentially the same as his own.
my Captain!
O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies Fallen cold and dead. O Captain!
my Captain!
My Captain does not answer; his lips are pale and still; My Father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse
But I, with mournful tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead.
GOOD-BYE MY FANCY. * T HERE is something at once very pathetic and courageous in this definitive leave-taking
My life and recitative . . . . . .I and my recitatives, with faith and love Waiting to other work, to
And again: Good-bye my Fancy, Farewell dear mate, dear love!
May-be it is you the mortal knot really undoing, turning— so now finally Good-bye—and hail, my Fancy.
Good-Bye My Fancy