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into this country from America, the general verdict of those who had an opportunity of examining the book
The was a collection of popular cheaply printed blue-bound books sold by peddlers.
The Bibliothèque bleue was a collection of popular cheaply printed blue-bound books sold by peddlers.
There is nothing in that which you may not read, or the book would not be noticed in these columns.
The shape of the prisoner's place in the court-room, and of him or her seated in the place; The shape
Fortnightly Review : 'Having occasion to visit New York soon after the appearance of Walt Whitman's book
There was not, apparently, a single book in the room….
The books he seemed to know and love best were the Bible, Homer, and Shakespeare: these he owned, and
These books have just been reprinted, and are now once more accessible to the admirers of Mr.
Walt Whitman to the general reader—indeed, his books are only fit for those who make researches in literature
The volumes will, however, be looked after by hunters of curiosities in the book world.
It is not apparent, however, that the new book is greatly superior to the old in typography, although
If evil is in him, it is in his book.
His book is one of courage, most downright in its dogmatics, and says its say apparently without the
This is a book which makes not only war upon nearly all traditional theories of true poetry, but in many
And yet there are gleams in his book, not only of great things, but of possibly magnificent ones.
"The Singer in the Prison" (p. 292) beginning O sight of pity, shame and dole !
We say of him, and of all who have assisted in the making of his book, that they are guilty of an act
The book will be more readily purchased and read, at any rate; and that is the main point.
We have not discovered that the book has lost anything of its characteristic outspoken independence,
room for our poet's creed of Individualism, and close therewith our quotations from this remarkable book
patience and pluck of James R.Osgood & Co., the Boston publishers, speaks to the world by his new book
The book is running over with the writer's own personality and the two must be treated as one.
In this light read Whitman's book, and lines fine, in their way, as any in Homer or Shakespeare shall
we neglected to protest, on the very threshold of the subject, against the coarse filthiness of the book
We are not sure that the book is not amenable to the laws against sending obscene literature through
The plea that the book is "literature" does not excuse such unmitigated and indefensible nastiness as
To write such a book and send it forth to the world with a complacent smirk required great courage—or
this volume: I too haughty Shade also sing war, and a longer and greater one than any, Waged in my book
which fell dead from the press before he betook himself to the composition of his great work, his only book
If his book had had a motto it should have been, "Nihil humani a me alienum puto."
This book is an American classic. [Leaves of Grass By Walt Whitman. Philadelphia, Rees, Welsh & Co.
The "fleshly" pieces, of which so much has been said, and which endangered the circulation of the book
The book is virile. In many places it has the smell of damp loam or of new-mown grass.
The book is unobjectionable so far as we have noticed, and there is not a little that can be said in
The next sixty pages of the book are devoted to reminiscences of the Civil War, gathered in the Union
finally, a few concluding paragraphs under the forcible heading "The real war will never get into the books
Many pages of this book might be transferred to by simply a rearrangement of lines.
Less a man of books, more a man of men,—less a recluse, more a man of the world,—than either Carlyle
certainly is—a man of vast reading, fulfilled more than most students with what is to be had from books
a certain breadth of historic grandeur, of peace or war, far surpassing all the vaunted samples of book-heroes
dysentery, inflammations, and blackest and loathsomest of all, the dead and living burial-pits, the prison
(not Dante's pictured hell, and all its woes, its degradations, filthy torments, excell'd those prisons
Whitman's 'Specimen Days and Collect' is a book to be picked up at an odd moment and read in instalments
Here at last is a book by Walt Whitman, in whose pages no mawkish morality and squinting prudery can
It is not an easy book to characterize, but it is a book which every lover of our literature will prize
Walt Whitman's New Book. * T HERE is a word which is a great favorite of Mr.
A reader of palms who reads his books will assert beforehand that he has broad, long and thick hands,
New York Walt Whitman's New Book
Ruskin, to mention no others, should be found quoted in the advertisement of his book has long puzzled
Part of the present prose has appeared before in his books, part in the magazines, and part in the newspapers
words, "I greet you at the beginning of a great career," and have flaunted them upon the cover of his book
But, in the first place, Whitman is ignorant: this book, with its scrawled title-age, furnishes abundant
Book of Ezekiel 2:1. The edition of Messrs.
Book of Ezekiel 2:1.; The edition of Messrs.
Whitman still feels the wounds made by the "marked anger and contempt" with which his book was received
The verse, "Sands at Seventy," occupies only a few pages of the book.
This book is as varied in contents as its author's own mind.
Everything in this book is interesting, though the portion which will probably be most closely read is
identified with place and date, in a far more candid and comprehensive sense than any hitherto poem or book
Leaves of Grass," let the author speak further:— I should say it were useless to attempt reading the book
In this book the answer is written simply enough:— I say the profoundest service that poems or any other
The author's later verse makes the second division of the book, and is gathered under the title, "Sands
The latter half of the book consists of papers of varying length on literary, personal, and other themes
A portrait of the author taken from life in his seventieth year is the frontispiece of the book, and
The bulk of the book will prove tedious to all except his admirers, and nothing that he might write will
The book has a good portrait of Whitman taken in his seventieth year. [Philadelphia: David McKay.
One other book from America.
Our Eminent Visitors, The Bible as Poetry, Burns as Poet and Person, Tennyson, Shakespeare, English Books
A MELANCHOLY BOOK. GOOD-BYE, MY FANCY. An Annex to Leaves of Grass By Walt Whitman. 8vo, pp. 66.
lucubrations, and apparently the general public have not fatigued his publisher with orders for his books
of Grass," which he does not like to think will be relegated to the limbo of unused or unreadable books
Several books of considerable interest have been published this month, but there is no one book which
A very different book is the latest collection of the poems of Walt Whitman, entitled "Good-bye, My Fancy
The book is published as a memorial of war times.
Of the English books, that which bears most closely upon current affairs is Harold Frederic's volume
His book on "The Young Emperor" is thoroughly characteristic.
'For Queen Victoria's Birthday,' 'The Pallid Wreath' and 'Unassail'd Renown'; but the bulk of the book—its
Whitman's beliefs come out singularly strong and triumphant here and there among the creed-leaves of the book
Indeed, the whole book is a book of 'last words' from dying lips sealing a life that has been blameless
His latest book does not challenge criticism; it is evidently the work of a mind sorely diseased, worn
There is nothing of any value whatever in this book.
by 20 low-ceiling'd room something like a big old ship's cabin," in literary disorder of papers and books
A curious title; but the book itself is a hundred times more curious.
It is like no other book that ever was written, and therefore, the language usually employed in notices
The book, perhaps, might be called, American Life, from a Poetical Loafer's Point of View .
The discerning reader will find in this singular book much that will please him, and we advise all who
We may add that the book was printed by the author's own hands, and that he is philosophically indifferent
The whole of Walt Whitman's prose writing is included in this closely printed book.
The new book is certainly not wanting in versatility.
At the end of the book there is a series of "notes left over," and there are reprinted some of the author's
Whitman's prose manner—the manner which may be described as his style—that is found to be, throughout this book
strong, practical writing in "Democratic Vistas," though the majority of persons who take up this book
There is the name neither of author nor publisher to this singular book—one of the most singular that
Other portions of the book are perfectly kaleidoscopic—grotesque changes rapidly succeed each other;
The book is embellished with a portrait (we presume) of the author—a rather melancholy-looking gentleman
written, and almost all in type, before we were aware that any similar notice had been taken of the book
Whitman's book, there is some poetry—a little—of an exquisite and peculiar cast, which flecks the surface
in Shakspeare's 'Venus and Adonis,' which is an enumeration of points better suited to Tattersall's books
Yet for the one-tenth that we have excepted we shall keep the book, and read it, not without a strange
Thayer & Eldridge have printed the book in very handsome style.
The bizarre appearance of the book also indicated a crazy origin.
A misquotation of line 258, Book VI of Virgil's Aeneid , "procul, o procul este, profane."
A misquotation of line 258, Book VI of Virgil's Aeneid, "procul, o procul este, profane."
the soft heads, on the shoulders of men and women indiscriminately, have conceived that it is a pure book
A professedly obscene book carries with it its own condemnation among decent people, and finds its own
for the Atlantic Monthly—"for sale everywhere" on respectable book-shelves—in very respectable type
The dangers of the book lie in its claiming to be a respectable book—in its claiming to be a pure book
We are inclined to think that the author considers the book a pure one.
the latter kind by any means few; although, undoubtedly, the predominating qualities throughout the book
A better printed book, coming even from Boston, we have not seen in a good while.
seen Walt Whitman to our knowledge; nor do we know anything of him further than we learn from his book
Whitman's Dirty Book. The Westminster Review, in a survey of Contemporary Literature, says: If Mr.
Walt Whitman's "Leaves of Grass" had been printed on paper as dirty as his favourite topics,—if the book
only addresses, but has found a public of a much wider class, and it becomes a question how such a book
Whitman's Dirty Book
It is a book concerning which Englishmen ought to know at least a little.
A morning glory at my window satisfies me more than the meta- physics metaphysics of books."
Our readers have seen enough of the book to have an idea of it and the author.
To know all his talent and eccentricity is impossible till the book itself has been perused.
George Wither, seventeenth-century British poet who dedicated a book of satires to himself.
.; George Wither, seventeenth-century British poet who dedicated a book of satires to himself.
Nevertheless, the Orientalism of the book is manifestly unconscious, it is really meant to be, and is
to consider if it really be; A morning glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books
The book was still-born.
Some threescore copies were deposited in a neighboring book-store, and as many more in another book-store
The only attention the book received was, for instance, the use of it by the collected attachés of a
Rossetti's appreciate[ve] and yet impartial judgment of Whitman in the preface to the book.
into this country from America, the general verdict of those who had an opportunity of examining the book
The book is an intertwining of the author's characteristic verse, alternated throughout with prose; and
pieces, here, some new, some old—nearly all of them (somber as many are, making this almost Death's book
In You, whoe'er you are, my book perusing, In I myself—in all the World—these ripples flow, All, all,
He says, as he introduces these little note-book mementoes of the war: Vivid as life they recall and
Perfume this book of mine, O blood-red roses! Lave subtly with your waters every line, Potomac!
He calls the new book "Two Rivulets," for it contains a stream of prose and a stream of verse: Two Rivulets
Nor is it only in the form of the pieces composing the book that he follows a double line.
Whitman gives his own portrait from life in the book-a large, bending gray-haired man, 'looking at you
I close my extracts from advance sheets of the book with two little pieces of a political character:
we believe authentically, that Whitman has never yet found (and has not to-day) a publisher for his books
Every book has been handled by him, contains his signature, and the photograph and pictures put in by
Whitman, (P.O. address permanently here in Camden, New Jersey,) sells these books exclusively himself
This is a little book which the Peace Society would do well to circulate at a cheap rate in tens of thousands
From the first he kept a little note book for impromptu jottings in pencil to refresh his memory of names
The brief, bare sketches, uncommon and unimproved, as they are, make the book truly one of surpassing
human interest,—an interest peculiar to itself, and such as no other book we should read possesses,
This is a book which thousands will read with intense interest, and tens of thousands throw down in sheer
In the book before us, his peculiar powers are exhibited in all their innate force, and the prose part
The Man and His Book—Some New Gems for His Admirers.
weeks past staying and busying himself with revising the proof-sheets of the new edition of his famous book
The Man and His Book—Some New Gems for His Admirers
Consequently this book will be received, we fancy, as none of Whitman's former books have been.
The book deserves study even as a metrical anomaly, were it not entitled to consideration upon much higher
Lofty as any sound estimate of Whitman's book must be, it has faults enough to have long ago destroyed
Here we say only that the book is a noble one, and must be so adjudged before any proper discount upon
Milton, Paradise Lost , Book I, line 540. Walt Whitman, a Kosmos
.; Milton, Paradise Lost, Book I, line 540.
The book is too radical, too free, too independent and far too true to make its conquest of a popular
To the question, "Will the book and the man ever be popular?"
But let us take a survey of the book. Let us see how far it fits the foregoing remarks.
Since I have seen him, I am not disturbed by any brag or egoism in his book. He is a great fellow.
There are two or three pieces in the book which are disagreeable, at least, simply sensual.
there is in their very construction an element of the magnificent old Hebrew rhythm which marks the book
— The words of my book nothing, the drift of it everything.
A book separate, not link'd with the rest nor felt by the intellect, But you ye untold latencies, will
It is true that there are in this book things which no man observant of conventions would have dared
which he throws his verse is chaotic, that his poems run to "a chaos of monotonies," and hence his book
It is the title of a book that has been challenged by the conservers of public morals as unfit to be
As usual in such cases, the reaction increased the demand for the book to such an extent that several
The book is full of such salt-sea breezes of expression as these: O the joy of a manly selfhood!
And is there nothing in the book to condemn?
A morning glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books."