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Permit me to assure that such a motive was foreign to my mind.

My object in calling upon you was simply that of friendly interest which I had been encouraged to think

If my presence was an intrusion pray pardon it: but do not I beseech you attribute to presumption or

Brooklyn, Thursday forenoon April 11 My dear Linton, I have just been spending an hour looking over "

And it is well for me to get such reminding's— But my own vein is full of hope, promise, faith, certainty—I

Dear Friend I was to tell you about my acquaintanceship with Tennyson, which was a pleasant episode in

my life at Haslemere Hearing of the extreme beauty of the scenery thereabouts & specially of its comparative

It is pleasant to see T. with children—little girls at least—he does not take to boys—but one of my girls

nor understand the full meaning of your own words—"whoso touches this, touches a man" —"I have put my

My love, flowing ever fresh & fresh out of my heart, will go with you in all your wanderings, dear Friend

Your books and portraits have in the last month circulated amongst the ladies of my acquaintance, for

Never had I thought in my days (during life-time) to get a spirit (or ghost, none of the expressions

signify exactly our stand) for my help—from America.

I thank him and thee from my full heart.

At present you will understand my meaning! Good by.

Clausen, who Rudolf Schmidt called "my old friend and countryman," corresponded with Schmidt after he

My Dear Mr.

Then I should like to give my explanations and comments of America and her shows, affairs, persons, doings

I send you by same mail with this, a more neatly printed copy of my "Leaves"; also "Dem. Vistas."

My address is: Solicitor's Office, Treasury, Washington, D. C., United States.

Write soon, my friend. Don't forget the picture. Walt Whitman.

The postmark reads: Yarmouth | B | My 23 | (?) 2 | (?)

My dear Mr. Curtis, Thanks for your kind contribution & note.

My dear Mr. McGuire, The money you gave me for Mr.

New York, May 13 th 187 2 Walt Whitman I now take my pen in hand to let you know how I am getting along

Washington May 28, 1872 My dear Rudolf Schmidt, I have rec'd yours of April 25.

I shall have much to say about it in my next. I send you two or three humorous American works.

be published, forming part of a little book—which I will send you—During June I shall be home with my

Clausen, whom Schmidt termed "my old friend and countryman," corresponded with Schmidt after he left

captain!

Leave you not the little spot Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead.

O captain, my captain, rise up and hear the bells; Rise up, for you the flag is flung, for you the bugle

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 silent tread Walk the spot my captain lies We have quoted enough, we think, even in these

I will not write any more such letters; or, if I write them because my heart is so full it cannot bear

must choose their our own time & mode—but for the simplest current details—for any thing that helps my

And if you say, "Read my books, & be content—you have me in them"—I say, it is because I read them so

my children to be shaped modified vitalized by & through these—outwardly & inwardly.

Good bye my dearest friend. Anne Gilchrist Anne Gilchrist to Walt Whitman, 3 June 1872

My dear Rudolf Schmidt, I have sent you some books by Mr.

get of it, in advance, it is going to prove the grandest response & praise yet given anywhere to me & my

Clausen, identified by Schmidt as "my old friend and countryman," corresponded with Schmidt after he

I shall print my College Poem in a small book—it will be small—& is intended as the beginning of a larger

for me—I am writing this in the house in Portland av—we are having a showery afternoon— —Good bye, my

Dear Sir: I received your letter of the 11 inst. instant to-day and take pleasure to enclose herewith my

Dear Pete, I am having a better time here than I had my last visit.

swimming— Mother is only middling—has some pretty bad spells with rheumatism—will break up here, & go with my

It is either $120 (or $130, I am not sure—but I have a memorandum in my desk at Washington)—I am feeling

real well, & hope you are too, my loving boy.

I am home here in Brooklyn, having the usual sort of a time—Mother is only middling this summer—My brother

because the word used does not suit me, but neither in my head nor in my dictionary was I able to find

Private My dear Sir: I send herewith a proof of my poem, for convenience for use in your paper, should

I fear his hearers hardly comprehended his lines, or dreamed at what he was driving, and some in my immediate

Private My dear Sir: I send herewith a proof of my poem for convenience for use in your paper, should

I delivered my poem here before the College yesterday. All went off very well.

I will send you the little book with my poem, (& others) when I get back to Brooklyn.

Pete did my poem appear in the Washington papers—I suppose Thurs-day or Friday— Chronicle or Patriot

Dear Sir: I have been badly pulled by the heat—am sick—(home here with my mother)—& would respectfully

July 14/72 The 3d July was my rejoicing day, dearest Friend,—the day the packet from America reached

I speak out of my own experience when I say that no Myth, no "miracle" embodying the notion of a direct

of the heart suddenly grow adequate to such new work—O the passionate tender gratitude that flooded my

breast, the yearning that seemed to strain the heart beyond endurance that I might repay with all my

to be so, now: that for me too love & death are folded inseparably together: Death that will renew my

"Democratic Souvenirs" (later "My Legacy") was included in Whitman's "Songs of Parting," which contained

suppose the weather—& Nelly, half-sick, & Jennie about the same (but she will soon spring up)—aroused my

My sister Martha at St.

months ago —she has since no trouble with the cancer, (or supposed cancer)—Jeff & the children well—My

John Burroughs to–day— Mother dear, as soon as I hear from you, I will write more particular about my

Mother, I shall probably send the order in my next.

I send you, by same mail with this, in a little book, my piece lately delivered for Dartmouth College

With best respects & love, Walt Whitman My address continues the same, Solicitor's Office Treasury, Washington

University of Virginia, who is preparing an edition of Tennyson's letters, has graciously consented to my

My dear Mr.

As far as my own opinion goes, I would say that there is a certainty of success, a sufficient success

I need not say that if you would come to our house in Dublin my wife & I would be made abundantly happy

Each I assure you has been valued, (though my thanks are tardy); & your letter has been read or heard

My address is as before 50, Wellington Road, Dublin.

My dear Rudolf Schmidt, Your letter of 17th August has just reached me—also the Dagbladet , (four no's

I am now back here at work for the fall & winter—My address is permanently here—I get all your letters

I have lately rec'd received a paper from Pesth, Hungary, with a feuilleton about my poems.

Clausen, termed in Schmidt's letter "my old friend and countryman," corresponded with Schmidt after he

My dear Linton: How do you get on with the picture?

I am back here at work at my desk, for the fall & coming winter.

Louis, Oct 5th 1872 My dear Mother Mattie has returned from St.

I am wearing my overcoat—You see, mother, I am likely to prove a true prophet about Greeley —He is not

train from here—shall get to Camden by or before 8—I am well as usual—nothing new— I have sent George my

her out a great deal and it improves her much Jessie is not behind her they both study hard and it is my

have any trouble—she would take a car in Philadelphia that comes to within abt a mile and a half of my

Novr. 12, 1872 My dearest Friend, I must write not because I have anything to tell you—but because I

impulses of thought & emotion that would shape themselves melodiously out of that for the new volume— My

Percy my eldest, whom I have not seen for a year is coming to spend Xmas with us— Good bye dearest Friend

will get the money to morrow) i am pretty smart i am troubled at times with a dissiness dizziness in my

get 8 dollar per day but its put the house question down i have got a letter from han i told you in my

box was sent i would let her know so the day before the box went i got lou to write a few lines as my

My dear Burritt: This article " Walt Whitman in Europe " set close, would make about two-thirds of a

As soon as the places heal up a little I hope she will be comfortable—yet my dear Mother it is no use

tell you that for the first time she cannot restrain groaning—I do not know whether the Dr will like my

My own horse is sick but not very bad—yet bad enough to make me feel mighty sorry for him—I hav'nt had

The first of her letters closes in an unusually intimate way: "it is my bed hour.

My dear Mr.

agrees with her— We have had this horse disease here —but not as bad as you have had it East I guess—my

Portions of this manuscript contributed to Some Personal and Old-Age Jottings, Good-Bye My Fancy (1891

A.MS. draft.loc.00248xxx.00236[(Returning to my pages front once]between 1873-1876poetryhandwritten1

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new, all strange, & very mixed; but I am now fairly master of the situation, & though I do not expect my

I was so warm & snug & my nest was so well feathered; but I have really cut loose & do not expect to

My greatest loss will be in you my dear Walt, but then I shall look forward to having you up here a good

to close up this bank, then I shall make me another nest among the rocks of the Hudson and try life my

I hope you are well & will write to me, & will go up & see my wife.

look—We would like to pop in on you some evening—what a jolly time we would all have would we not Give my

Walt Whitman after she added this postscript: "Write to poor Mat Walter dear  i am about as usual  my

I was so warm & snug & my nest was so well feathered; but I have really cut loose & do not expect to

I have had a slight stroke of paralysis, on my left side, and especially the leg—occurred Thursday night

last, & I have been laid up since—I am writing this in my room, 535 15th st as I am not able to get

out at present—but the Doctor gives me good hopes of being out and at my work in a few days—He says it

days, but am to-day eating better—I wrote to Mat early last week— Later —I have been sitting up eating my

are both very helpful to me—one comes day time, & one evening—I had a good night's sleep last night—My

mind is just as clear as ever—& has been all the time—(I have not been at all down hearted either)—(My

it—I shall be getting well soon—am on a fair way to it now— latest ½ past 4 I have just set up & had my

30 Jan 73 My dear darling walt Walt I have just got your letter i am glad my dear you are as well as

Walter dear remember me to peter write just as you are say you are better than you are god bless you my

Or it may be my words have led you to do me some kind of injustice in thought,—& then I could defend

only might, but ought, on pain of being untrue to the greatest, sweetest instincts & aspirations of my

own soul, to answer it with all my heart & strength & life.

out life giving warmth & light to my inward self as actually as the Sun does to my body, & draws me

to it and shapes & shall shape my course just as the Sun shapes the Earth's.

sit up several times during the day now, for a few minutes at a time—am gradually gaining the use of my

as I am lying here—I have not written to Han since I had the paralysis—Mother, you might send one of my

letters to her, Han , when you next write—(this one, or any)—Say I sent my love, & will be up before

I rec'd your letter, dear mother—you may rest assured that I write the exact facts about my sickness—I

window looking out on the river & scenery—it is beautiful weather now—they have sent over & paid me my