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In Forman's letter of September 8, 1891, he sent "about 15 dollars" for "'Good bye, my Fancy!'
Whitman's book Good-Bye My Fancy (1891) was his last miscellany, and it included both poetry and short
Thirty-one poems from the book were later printed as "Good-Bye my Fancy" in Leaves of Grass (1891–1892
For more information see, Donald Barlow Stauffer, "'Good-Bye my Fancy' (Second Annex) (1891)," Walt Whitman
sixty-five poems that had originally appeared in November Boughs (1888); while the second, "Good-Bye my
I am not sure you will remember me, or my occasional salute to you, in Washington.
431 Stevens Street Camden Jan: 26 '81 My dear friend I am sorry to have to send you word that I am not
unable to meet you & the other friends at dinner—I send you herewith a couple of pictures (I call it my
Quaker picture) —one is for your father —also the books herewith—also my love to you— Walt Whitman Walt
Whitman: I talked last night to my Waltham class (of forty ladies) about your work and read to them.
I always advise my pupils so.
Dear friend: I sent my article on you to Walsh some weeks ago—have not heard from him but assume he will
I am now bargaining with Roberts bros. thereto. — I am also writing dramas—my fourth and last is praised
I shall try to bring that out next spring— I send you my photo—it may be of interest to you—I had just
been lecturing upon your prose and the book in my hand is "Specimen Days."
St Louis Missouri (1000 miles west of Philadelphia) Nov 10 '79 My dear friend Just rec'd received your
city, & Colorado generally,—with Kansas and Missouri—wonders, revelations I wouldn't have miss'd for my
soon be well enough to return home to Camden— I enclose a rude map which will show you the line of my
jaunt—the red lines are of my present trip, while the blue lines are of former journeys of mine, may
long—(my sickness has prevented hitherto what I designed to write) —My sister, brother & nieces all
description of the Banquet and so on—The rest of the letter is a free report of what we talked about in my
My dear Einstein, On coming back here, I find your letter of the 20th.
My paralysis has left me permanently disabled, unable to do any thing of any consequence, and yet with
ago, I bought a nice cheap lot, intending to put on a small house to haul in, & live out the rest of my
I had, & yet have I have a sort of idea that my books, (I am getting ready, or about have ready, my completed
But my means, meagre at the best, have gone for my expenses since, & now, while not hitherto actually
431 Stevens Street Camden Sunday afternoon My Dear Herbert Though I am pretty well physically it is very
I am writing this Sunday afternoon up in my room by wood fire.
27, in which she spoke of "bronchial & asthmatic troubles" and of her lasting affection—"you are in my
acquainted with it, & examine it—seems to me indeed a true bit of nature —I miss the creek & spring—Miss my
431 Stevens Street Camden Sunday noon July 22 Dear Herbert Here I am at my room & haunts in Camden, so
(Yet I attribute my feeling pretty well now to my visits for the last year & a half to the creek & farm
, & being with my dear friends the Staffords.)
anecdote of Lady Dilke too pleased me) — Every thing goes on pretty much the same with us here in Camden—my
sister quite up to her standard of health—not plus , but not minus either—my brother a little on the
My books doing—L. of G. sales have been good— Specimen Days not so good yet, but I am satisfied.
I have been a reader of your writings for the last ten years or so and have in my humble way done my
(Indeed I have evinced the sincerity of my belief in you by going farther in its expression than most
Not in the slightest degree do I regret taking this step for I look upon you as one of my teachers and
as such owe you my debt of gratitude)" (The Library of Congress, Washington D.C.).
condition a point of honor —If used please send me the pay here, also the paper, as this place will be my
431 Stevens Street Camden New Jersey Jan: January 8 My dear Miss G Yours of yesterday rec'd received
431 Stevens Street Camden New Jersey April 9 '81 My Dear Miss Gilder Thanks for the slips of No: Number
431 Stevens Street Camden New Jersey Jan: 15 '81 My dear friend As I have not rec'd received the proof
In the Feb: February N A North American Review there is a piece of mine about Poetry (a good many of my
send to Mr Rice, the editor, or Mr Metcalf the business manager, & I think get the sheets—you can use my
name— Walt Whitman Should you notice, send to me In my last I addressed you at 757 Broadway—is either
Camden Wednesday noon April 27 My dear Jeannie Yours just rec'd received here sent on from Boston—Yes
I have to say—Send them flat—if convenient— Hand this note to Mr Cox—I am all right—rec'd $600 for my
328 Mickle street Camden New Jersey Dec 1 '86 My dear Gilder If entirely convenient have the magazine
only 5 minutes from Philadelphia ferry, foot of Market st Department of Justice Washington. 187 I send my
Give them my address.—I shall be happy to hear from them. I saw Mrs.
Singing Thrush" (March 15, 1873, later called "Wandering at Morn"), "Spain" (March 24, 1873), "Sea Captains
The man whose motto is, "my party can do no wrong;" and whose practice is to unreflectingly array himself
Lines written by the deceased, months previous to his death: “Weep not for me, my Charlotte dear, for
I am better off; For I am sure you knew my sufferings here, and what a dreadful cough; But God has taken
expected to comprise a thousand or fifteen hundred individuals, and will be under the command of Captain
usually very sudden, and it is not impossible that Bulwer may have reached his, in the “Caxtons” and “My
"My poor Rebecca, my dear sister, I am going to see thee! I am indeed happy!"
"'Behold, Lord. the agony of Thy handmaid: pity her sufferings; shorten her pains, my God, and let those
the safe prosecution of their task up to the evening of the 10th; and the still later news from the Captain
He made a beautiful comparison between what mothers used to teach their children, "Hush my dear, lie
First, if the liege lord does ought to displease my lady, she tries the usual woman's weapon, her tongue
The tones still linger in my ear, and I can scarecely persuade myself that it is eight days since I heard
"Well, my dear," said Mr. Calhoun, "I have noticed a change in the light since we came."
“No parish money, no loaf, No pauper badges for me, A son of the soil, by right of toil Entitled to my
No alms I ask, give me my task Here are the arm, the leg, The strength, the sinews of a man, To work
name forever hence immortal, and has welcomed with becoming honor and rejoicing her own gallant son, CAPTAIN
A bit of pathos:—"Many a tear of remembrance will have been shed in this city to Captain Hudson, who
depot—it would have done me good, even to have a minute, & a good hold of you once more—Nothing new in my
send by Adams's Express three copies of the only edition of Leaves of Grass , of the few copies at my
Walt Whitman My brother & sister well—brother full of business— The following are responsible for particular
I saw O'Grady's article in the December "Gentleman's" & from my point of view, he dwells on what I like
perhaps (besides being good fun) the only way to bring out the splendid ardor & friendship of those, my
unknown friends, my best reward, art & part with me, in my pages, (for I have come to solace & perhaps
My condition physically is pretty much the same—no worse, at least not decidedly.
deal on the ferry, full of life & fun to me—get down there by our horse cars, which run along near my
431 Stevens Street Camden New Jersey Dec 21 '81 My dear W S K Yours rec'd received & glad to hear from
L of G—have just sent you a package by express of the late & other editions & Vols. of poems &c. as my
when we meet, Tom—but some six weeks ago was careless enough to get badly chill'd chilled all through my
My great loafing place out there is a big old woods, mostly pine & oak, but lots of laurel & holly, old
Broadway New York from the top of an omnibus—at other times along the seashore at Coney Island)— Tom, my
filled & I must close—I wanted to write something about the running & matches, but must postpone it—Give my
love to all my friends there & you yourself, dear boy— Walt Whitman Walt Whitman to Thomas Nicholson
in the Feinberg Collection, Whitman wrote in 1886 or 1888: "Have had this little Vol. at hand or in my
Philadelphia —( Pub'r Publisher of my books) I will send you one soon as it is out—I am well, for me—have
1309 Fifth av: near 86th Street May 28 '79 My dear Sir Yours of May 23d has reach'd me here—I am unable
or what office, in Huntington I think, or who keeps them, I can not say—Yes I was born at West Hills—my
father Walter Whitman—I trace the Whitmans there four generations—my grandmother (father's mother) was
Hannah Brush I am here on a visit—go back, last of next week, to Camden New Jersey, my regular p o address
I live very quietly & plainly here, board with my brother & sister-in-law—have a nice little room up
some work to-day, most every day a little, but I take it easy, content if I can make enough to pay my
I often think of you and the boys & girls—give my best respects to all of them, Dick Flynn, Tom Bradley
My love to you, Tom, & am glad you dont forget me, as I won't you—try to write to me regular— Walt Whitman
Camden May 31 '83 The publisher having placed a few advance copies in paper of Dr Bucke's WW at my disposal
I mean exactly what I said in my last. W W Walt Whitman to William Sloane Kennedy, 31 May 1883
26: "I am glad to . . . go to battle in a good cause, but I am not exultant about it, I have made up my
please—the editor consenting—take two impressions, (proofs) similar to this & send me in this envelope for my
So they are off my mind." The poems appeared in the March 1874 issue (524–25).
I suppose look ab't about the same—(perhaps grayer & redder)—though young enough in spirit & now in my
My two books bring me in a moderate income —I am satisfied with very plain living—& bless the Lord I
am likely to have enough for that as long as I need— Tom, give my best regards to your wife, for all
New York July 5 Still here—still quite well—sent you a paper yesterday with my "June" letter in —Shall
Camden New Jersey U S America Oct 1 '78— Dear Sirs Yours of Sept 14 with $14 for Two Sets (4 Vols) of my
to hand —Thank you sincerely— I to-day forward to Wiley & Sons, New York, Twelve Sets (24 Vols) of my
Camden New Jersey U S America July 26 I have to-day today sent, same address as this card, my Two Volumes—Please
Nothing particularly new in my affairs.
bath—it is about 90 rods distant, & I walk there & back—Love, love, love, Your old Walt I still make my