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manuscript also contains two clippings (with handwritten revisions) of the essay A Backward Glance on My
How I Made a Book, A Backward Glance on my Own Road and My Book and I (which was published in Lippincott's
glance upward out of this page, studying you, dear friend, whoever you are;) How solemn the thought of my
glance upward out of this page studying you, dear friend, whoever you are,) How solemn the thought of my
glance upward out of this page studying you, dear friend, whoever you are,) How solemn the thought of my
glance upward out of this page, studying you, dear friend, whoever you are;) How solemn the thought of my
boiling lobster, and wrote as follows to one of his daughters: "The sun-stroke is a staggerer; yet my
Were it not for others, would that my horn had been sounded—so easy, so delightful I may say, was the
railroads— The Mannahatta that's it Mannahatta —the mast‑hemmed—the egg in the nest of the beautiful bays— my
through swamps warm land,—sunny land, the fiery land, the rich‑blooded land, in hot quick‑mettled land, my
Song Always the South, the Dear to me the sunny land, sweet land, the silvery land my land, wild generous
Walt Whitman, My Dear friend Your kind favor of the 11th inst came duly to hand, and was followed next
Accept of my thanks for both it was more certainly than I could expect from a comparative stranger to
last "long roll" is called in which there will be no "missing" may we be found in the ranks of the Captain
While doing garrison duty with my regiment the 2nd New York Arty on the works South of the Potomac I
I left the regiment in the trenches in front of Petersburgh, my term of Service having expired, after
I stowed it away in my knapsack but loosing that I lost your gift.
look through the eyes of the dead, nor feed on the spectres in books, / You shall not look through my
This leads in particular to cosmic visions in which dimensions have no value: "My ties and ballasts leave
me, my elbows rest in sea-gaps, / I skirt sierras, my palms cover continents . . ."
Grass," the poems entitled "For You O Democracy," p. 99, "the Singer in the Prison," p. 292, and "O Captain
, My Captain," p. 262—or, in lieu of the first two, the poem called "Pioneers!
listed 89th in the table of contents along with the following four works: "Greatness in Poetry," "O Captain
My Captain!
Do you know, whether the ice is broken or not, into my bath I go every day of my life?’
ONE breath, O my silent soul, A perfum'd thought—no more I ask, for the sake of all dead soldiers.
Buglers off in my armies!
At present I ask not you to sound; Not at the head of my cavalry, all on their spirited horses, With
Invisible to the rest, henceforth become my compan- ions companions ; Follow me ever!
Perfume therefore my chant, O love! immortal Love!
—I lend you my own mouth tongue A black I dart ed like a snake from his mouth.— I My eyes are bloodshot
, they look down the river, A steamboat carries off paddles away my woman and children.— Around my neck
am T The His i ron necklace and the red sores of my shoulders I do not feel mind , h H opples and ball
ankles and tight cuffs at the wrists does must not detain me will go down the river, with the sight of my
bloodshot eyes, go in to the steamboat that paddles off wife woman and child A I do not stop with my
. / How he laughs when I look down the bend after the steamboat that carries away my woman"(1855, p.
The retrospective extasy ecstasy is upon me— I am now my soul —spirit burns volcanic The earth recedes
ashamed before my prophetical crisis.— Whitman probably drafted this manuscript in the early 1850s as
similar to the following line in the poem eventually titled "Song of Myself": "The dirt receding before my
19 I am become the poet of babes and the little things I descend many steps—I go backward primeval My
equanimous arms feet 209 I surround retrace things steps oceanic—I pass to around not merely my own
. / My feet strike an apex of the apices of the stairs, / On every step bunches of ages, and larger bunches
am that foolish half grown angry boy, fallen asleep, The tears of foolish passion yet undried upon my
The Great Laws do not" also includes draft lines that appeared in the poem later titled "Who Learns My
and legislatures—but presently I expect to see myself in magazines, schools, and legislatures—or that my
Section 2 of the Calamus group was permanently retitled Scented Herbage of my Breast in 1867.
My Soul and I: The Inner Life of Walt Whitman. Boston: Beacon, 1985.Chase, Richard.
Compare these lines from that edition: "I lean and loafe at my ease . . . . observing a spear of summer
I entertain all the aches of the human heart Outside the asteroids I reconnoitre at my ease.
Compare these lines from that edition: "I lean and loafe at my ease . . . . observing a spear of summer
Richard Maurice Bucke, one of his literary executorsI have found my authority hereabout 1879prose1 leafhandwritten
I have found my authority here
My Life. London: Victor Gollancz, 1928.Miller, James E., Jr. A Critical Guide to "Leaves of Grass."
Italian tenor, singing at the opera —I heard the soprano in the midst of the quartet singing; …Heart of my
—you too I heard, murmuring low, through one of the wrists around my head; Heard the pulse of you, when
all was still, ringing little bells last night under my ear.
Italian tenor singing at the opera, I heard the soprano in the midst of the quartet singing; Heart of my
you too I heard murmuring low through one of the wrists around my head, Heard the pulse of you when all
was still ringing little bells last night under my ear.
Italian tenor singing at the opera, I heard the soprano in the midst of the quartet singing; Heart of my
you too I heard murmuring low through one of the wrists around my head, Heard the pulse of you when all
was still ringing little bells last night under my ear.
Italian tenor, singing at the opera—I heard the soprano in the midst of the quartet singing; …Heart of my
—you too I heard, murmuring low, through one of the wrists around my head; Heard the pulse of you, when
all was still, ringing little bells last night under my ear.
122ucb.00014xxx.00812xxx.00814I just spin out my notes[I just spin out my notes]1876–1882prose1 leafhandwritten
[I just spin out my notes]
first several lines of that poem (not including the line in question) were revised and published as My
first poem of the 1855 edition of Leaves of Grass , later called "Song of Myself": "I do not trouble my
The first several lines of the notebook (not including this line) were revised and published as "My Picture-Gallery
just granting his request, with great commiseration, when an old lady from the gallery cries out "O my
Bibles i are divine revelations of God But I know say that any each leaf of grass and every hair of my
compiled composed is not august enough to dent endow answer tally a leaf of grass the partition of in my
. / I intend to reach them my hand and make as much of them as I do of men and women" (1855, p. 64).;
night walkers And do no better for me— Who am a regular gentlemen or lady, With a marble broad stoop to my
And is the day here when I vote at the polls, One with the immigrant that last August strewed lime in my
leaves upon it, and twined around it a little moss, And brought it away—and I have placed it in sight in my
room; It is not needed to remind me as of my own dear friends, (For I believe lately I think of little
leaves upon it, and twined around it a little moss, And brought it away—and I have placed it in sight in my
room; It is not needed to remind me as of my own dear friends, (For I believe lately I think of little
upon it, and twined around it a little moss, And brought it away, and I have placed it in sight in my
room, It is not needed to remind me as of my own dear friends, (For I believe lately I think of little
upon it, and twined around it a little moss, And brought it away, and I have placed it in sight in my
room, It is not needed to remind me as of my own dear friends, (For I believe lately I think of little
beautiful, curious, breathing, laughing flesh is enough, To pass among them, or touch any one, or rest my
As I see my soul reflected in nature; As I see through a mist, one with inexpressible com- pleteness
For they do not conceal themselves, and cannot con- ceal conceal themselves. 9 O my Body!
likes of the Soul, (and that they are the Soul;) I believe the likes of you shall stand or fall with my
instep, foot-ball, toes, toe-joints, the heel; All attitudes, all the shapeliness, all the belongings of my
beautiful, curious, breathing, laughing flesh is enough, To pass among them, or touch any one, or rest my
As I see my soul reflected in nature; As I see through a mist, one with inexpressible com- pleteness
For they do not conceal themselves, and cannot conceal themselves. 9 O my Body!
likes of the Soul, (and that they are the Soul;) I believe the likes of you shall stand or fall with my
instep, foot-ball, toes, toe-joints, the heel; All attitudes, all the shapeliness, all the belongings of my
beautiful, curious, breathing, laughing flesh is enough, To pass among them or touch any one, or rest my
As I see my soul reflected in Nature, As I see through a mist, One with inexpressible completeness, sanity
For they do not conceal themselves, and cannot conceal themselves. 9 O my body!
likes of the soul, (and that they are the soul,) I believe the likes of you shall stand or fall with my
poems, and that they are my poems, Man's, woman's, child's, youth's, wife's, husband's, mother's, father's
beautiful, curious, breathing, laughing flesh is enough, To pass among them or touch any one, or rest my
As I see my soul reflected in Nature, As I see through a mist, One with inexpressible completeness, sanity
For they do not conceal themselves, and cannot conceal themselves. 9 O my body!
likes of the soul, (and that they are the soul,) I believe the likes of you shall stand or fall with my
poems, and that they are my poems, Man's, woman's, child's, youth's, wife's, husband's, mother's, father's
pressing home . . . of all that could be said against that part (and a main part) in the construction of my
ever more complete or convincing, I could never hear the points better put—and then I felt down in my
soul the clear and unmistakable conviction to disobey all, and pursue my own way" (Whitman 281).
4 To me I subject all the teachings of the schools, and all dicta and authority, to my the tests of myself
And myself,—and I encourage you to subject the same to the tests of yourself—and to subject me and my
.— what my touch wanted any thing whatever I wanted.— Surely I am out of my head!
I am lost to myself and someth something else Nature in another form has laid down in my place.
Dear Sir, Admiring you so much, my cousin and I have ventured to write and ask whether you will be kind
is as untenable as our own famous saying—"A little more grape, Captain Bragg!"
nature shrinking from thy rough embrace, Than summer, with her rustling robe of green, Cool blowing in my
delight; Even the saint that stands Tending the gate of heaven, involved in beams Of rarest glory, to my
No mesh of flowers is bound about my brow; From life's fair summer I am hastening now.
And as I sink my knee, Dimpling the beauty of thy bed of snow, Dowerless, I can but say, O, cast me not
that when he spoke of immortality he meant "identity—the survival of the personal soul—your survival, my
God, love, and death become virtually synonymous.The second entry in "Calamus," "Scented Herbage of My
In 1644 Captain John Underhill led forces against a group of American Indians, killing about 120.
.”; In 1644 Captain John Underhill led forces against a group of American Indians, killing about 120.