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our house you must send your love to her also when you write i wish you would write to them this is my

sometimes you are writing at your desk well i am writing this down stairs all alone i have been on my

though maybee maybe i would come but i havent haven't had a word from her since she dident didn't get my

letter) write as often as you can dear and say if you got my letter of Louisa Van Velsor Whitman to

Since I last wrote you I have continued my hospital visitations daily or nightly without intermission

My dear friend, if you should be able to go, or if not able yourself give this to your sister or some

friend who will go—it may be that my dear boy & comrade is not so very bad, but I fear he is.

I send my thanks & love to yourself, your sister, husband, & the sisters Wigglesworth.

I have taken this liberty at the suggestion of my uncle Mr Symonds, to whom I showed the verses, and

by whom I was assured that my sending them would not be looked upon by you in the light of an impertinence

single line they are just as I wrote them two years ago some few weeks after your book first fell into my

Owing to my want of a public-school training, I have not as yet been able to do much in the way of athletics

My Dear Walt: Your postcard came to hand some little time ago.

I have been extremely busy seeing after the new edition of my father's book; the work of seeing such

My mother has written an admirable memoir of my father at the end of the second vol.

Dear Walt, I think I will address you in future by your "nighest name," for I think you will know that my

reading some old letters of yours to Pete Doyle, & their wonderful loving kindness & warm affection stir my

For I want to read them to "the College" on my return.

As I read them I thought often & often of my dear friend Fred Wild.

I received your welcome letter of October the 22 nd —I rejoice that you and my friends at Glendale continue

I enclose my portrait and one for Morse.

I like it because I look in it as if I meant to paint or do my best in that direction!

Give my regards to all enquiring friends especially Tom Harnard and also to M Davies.

My dear Walt You will be glad to hear that I am going to republish some of mothers essays; giving some

present thinking over her life is the only thing that I take pleasure in: indeed I am unable to get my

Giddy is fairly well and so is my brother Percy, his wife and chubby boy (Alexander G.)

I am getting back to my painting again and feel a little bit more together, but not much: never did son

Whitman referred to Rossetti's edition as a "horrible dismemberment of my book" in his August 12, 1871

Brooklyn 10 Oct 1866 My dear Walter i got you letter to day wensday Wednesday with the money all safe

like an age since i had seen you i am glad you are better situated than you was i am about the same of my

yesterday and to day today i feel better and not so weak and exausted exhausted like i did feel i have my

bed out in the room and sleep better and my appetite is better sis has been quite sick so marthe had

Schmidt April 4, '74 Copenhagen, April 4, 1874 My dear Walt Whitman, Coming home from our "Athenaeum"

Norwegian "Aftenbladet" (Evening Paper) for April 1 the the first real criticism of your book, I found on my

The author is a young man in my years; his name is Kristian Elster, he is living at present in Throndhjeim

Here follows a photography that gives a true idea of my stature;—the face is not good.

Whitman My Dear Sir I received your letter on the 8 , & was very glad to hear from you.

You asked about my Grand-Mother, she is alive, but, I cannot say well.

I attended an Academy last winter, but, my teacher went away, so I stopped going there We are having

I would send you my picture but I want you to come & see me myself. & very much Oblidge Oblige Your loving

I look round the circle of my acquaintance for her equal.

I shall always esteem it a privilege to have borne my small share in testifying the respect & gratitude

My wife & children are away at Ventnor (Isle of Wight), as the London winter threatened to be too much

for my wife's delicate chest.

B. " and has considerable to say of my "fame"—(I am not sure but we are to put E C S on our list of real

I am sitting in my big chair by the oak wood fire as I write—it is a darkish, damp, heavy-air'd day &

I am not feeling my easiest—Mr Ingram has just been in & bo't a copy of Nov: B. for a Quakeress friend

, & got some loose reading matter for a prisoner in jail I send to sometimes —my head is weighty & sore

Camden Saturday noon Sept. 22 '88 Still here in my big chair in the sick room yet—a coolish wave to-day

him as of old—he thinks himself it affects his literary power, (style, even matter)—Horace told him my

binder this evening—Shall not feel out of the woods & all safe, until I see the October Century , with my

roots" for the meter (slang from N Y vagabonds, for favorable prophecy)—It gets cooler & I have donn'd my

In his journal he wrote of their farewell: "He presses my hand long and tenderly; we kiss and part, probably

I also enclose a press copy of my reply, and of the note I subsequently addressed with the MS to the

Montgomery wrote me a very kind note, saying that the editor wouldn't print my article for "professional

I was quite ill and weighed down with lassitude when I wrote it,—spurred only by my indignation.

Upon its return from the , I had a vague wandering notion of sending it to the Critic , as my blue pencil

I have just changed my quarters—I moved to-day back again to the same house Mrs.

Benedict— I have not got my old-room but a room right over it—it is in the attic, it is true, but I think

is, as well as one is apt to like any quarters here in Washington—I will write you how I like it in my

stomach, just in the waist—last Saturday he had an operation & had it extracted—it was in, the length of my

I know—I send you a piece by me from the paper here —the young man alluded to was much like one of my

shall come on to Washington yet—on a brief visit—Tell Charles Eldridge I shall write to him this week—My

brother & sister & Eddy here are well—My sister at Burlington, Vt. was as usual at last acc't account

Louis—As I write I am sitting here in my big chair alone ( alone muchly ,) in the parlor by the window—It

thereof—and no less in myself than the whole of the Mannahatta in itself, Singing the song of These, my

ever united lands—my body no more inevitably united, part to part, and made one identity, any more than

my lands are inevitably united, and made one identity, Nativities, climates, the grass of the great

My dear Sir: I have received two communications from you, having date, respectively, January 28th, ult

the 4th inst. that you have some purpose of publishing these letters—and you intimate a desire for my

either officially or personally, I cannot consent to be made a party, and should decline, if I had my

He promised to write it and send the book to my house by and by by Ed.

I had the Swinburne book under my arm. He asked—"What have you there?"

Again said: "If you are going to Germantown give my affection and best love to Clifford"—adding as he

W. was not at home on my coming, but in ten minutes or so was wheeled up by Ed.

I gave him my father's translation of the German article.

I stayed but briefly—long enough to know his condition, to deliver my own messages and get his.

Laughed: "As the writer says, 'I wrap my mantle about me,' and sit down to pleasant thought!"

He was very affectionate—on my leaving took my hand—"Good-bye—bless you, boy!"

.— I celebrate myself to celebrate you; every man and woman alive; I transpose my my spirit I pass as

that hear me; I am loosen the voice tongue that was tied in you them In me It begins to talk out of my

My Soul Spirit was curious and sped back to the beginning, sped back returned to the times when the earth

eternally; And devise themselves to this spot place These States and this hour, Again But yet still my

My Spirit sped back to

duplicate printed copies of a poem I have written, "Passage to India," in which I endeavor to celebrate in my

price, time, selection of magazine, and in fact all the points of that sort, I leave absolutely to you— My

Nothing new or very different with my affairs. I remain in good health & spirits.

Bliss , rectory Episcopal church—he expressed great sympathy for me; in my straitend circumstances, and

placed a 5 dollar bill, in my hand, as he has done once before, this winter, which got me 1/2 ton of

I would much rather paint, could I sell my pictures.

I am very much the same—My being disabled & want of Exercise for 16 months, (and many other wants too

what the doctor calls gastric catarrh, very obstinate, causing me really more suffering & pain than my

I have bad spells enough, thank God I also have middling good ones—& as I write this have just had my

London Aug 5. 87 My dear Friend Walt Whitman I write you from the Reading Room of the British Museum.

I have just laid it down and taken up my pen to tell you of the fresh and vigorous fruit your rattling

My address is No 48 Rue d'Orsel Paris. Very affectionately yours Percy Ives.

the P.M. don't restitute I must be allowed to pay it—not because it is important, but because it is my

affair—& business — I send you an extra copy of my little War book, same mail with this—Shall write

you soon definitely about coming on—Love to you, my friend, & to Mrs.

: Art essay & sent it to the Critic —so if they print it you will see, but for a good while now all my

back rejected (the Century, Harpers, the Eng: Nineteenth Century, the Cosmopolitan &c: &c: all send my

evn'g—is invaluable to me—I enclose Dr Bucke's last, just rec'd —also other things—I am sitting here in my

Whitman's "Rejoinder" was also reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (Prose Works 1892, Volume 2: Collect and

published in the magazine: "Twilight" (December 1887), "Old Age's Lamben Peaks" (September 1888), "My

you the Graphic, with piece by me, about the Capitol, which I suppose you rec'd—also same paper with my

& criticism by "Matador" —I have rec'd a letter lately from Eldridge—nothing new at Washington, in my

—Love to both of you—I am writing this up in my room—it is growing dark—I am going out to tea, to an

I was speaking to you in regard. to my appointment for Sailmaker in U.S. Navy.

looking after it for me. and see what you can do towards getting it for me For it has been the height of my

Will put me out of misery. and my mind content any further information Any of the clerks in the Sec of

If anything happens to prevent my leaving on Monday, I will let you know of my detention.

Bucke writes me that you like my Introductory. Faithfully W. D. O'Connor. Walt Whitman. William D.

My dear friend I am too sorry that you are not well enough to see me, but I trust I may be able to do

old shoe with me, with which I wanted to inspire you to write me some verses — It was once worn by my

much.— May our Heavenly Father spare both you & I for sometime yet Truly your friend Lavinia F Whitman My

the net is slowly winding & tightening round me)—was out driving yesterday afternoon & to supper at my

—the oysters come—I had 3 or 4 for my breakfast—I take no other meal till ab't 5—Lady Mount Temple has

Walt Whitman I see I have taken a sheet of paper with a rambling first draught of one of my Herald yawps

your life, and found myself weeping at the close—for it brought back as plainly as if but yesterday my

earliest recollections of yourself in connection with my father, and "dear Old Brooklyn."

You I think, fully understand my Father—the American people have yet to learn his real merit I have deeply

Dear Walt— Just a line as you have been much in my thoughts lately.

Sharpe, my old harper friend that I told you of, died a few days ago—"very quiet & gentle" says his son

The Money Order is sent in my name. Edward Carpenter to Walt Whitman, 13 January [1889]

Department of Justice Washington sent Sept. 17, 18 71 I send herewith the copy of my American Institute

I think an ordinary 12 mo would be best, and send you a sample, my idea of size of page, and sort of

My percentage &c. I leave to you to fix—I should expect two or three dozen copies.

see notes July 5 1888 Maybury Working Station Surrey England Nov 3 1871 My dear sir, I send by this mail

the second part of my study of your works.

And may I again repeat the hope I expressed to you in a former note (when I sent you my own vol. of poems

Camden NJ 4th 7th 85. 12 midnight Walt Whitman My Dear Walt Your letter did not reach me: till tonight

God knows & Walt knows that I am as slow as the wrath of God—to take offense especially at what my friends

(2) To start right again I think you had better send me my MSS—and let me do as I d—m please with it

since that ill spell—Nothing special or new with me—bitter cold just now here, but sun shining to day—My

visitors—Morse still away west—the Smiths going to London early in summer—Mrs D[avis] has just been in to see to my

coal & to say we are to have apple pudding for dinner—it is chilly here as I finish this—my little bird

.— But I have not yet received my copy of the Dictionary.—I have called several times at Mr.

—If convenient, upon the receipt of this, I wish you would envelope a Dictionary, and put on it my address

Newman for a Dictionary— which order I will give him, when my copy arrives.— Walter Whitman Publisher

Toronto Thursday last (9 th inst.) intending to stay a week and do a lot of things—but, rather curiously, my

a couple of weeks became much inflamed the same night I went down so that I had to make the best of my

the next day—I have suffered a good deal of pain and loss of sleep with it and am still confined to my

My Dear Sir It is with the greatest pleasure that I seat myself to give you a few lines to let you know

Uncle I have got very near well. the wound in my chest has got nearly well.

Also my arm is geting along nicely but their is some slight pain yet but none to stop me from writing

I go now & get a wrap up: I have not given up, & never shall the pub. of my apotheosis of W.W.

It just meets my ideal. A book is doubled in value by pocket-form. My cousin has gone.

Jany 9. 1891 My dear Walt Wish you a Happy New Year, and take it in your new tomes and the "Old Gray

By the way in my file of the Sat.

I am living permanently here (that is to say in the old Phalanx near Redbank) and my brother is with

With me & my affairs no great ripple—I am worldlily comfortable & in good physical condition as usual

of late—I went on to New York—was convoyed by my dear old Quaker friend R Pearsall Smith —had a success

at the lecture 14th (netted $600 for my self—Andrew Carnegie gave $350 for his box)—had a stunning reception

Camden New Jersey March 27 p m My dear friend Yours of yesterday rec'd received —Also the previous ones

me—I expect to come on to N Y to lecture (Death of Abraham Lincoln) the middle of April—Do you know of my

he is sort of engineering it—in conjunction [with] John Burroughs, (now in Washington)— My brother &

We have a letter from my brother George, down to 18th inst. he was all safe.

My mother & folks are all well— I rece'd the letter enveloped to me 25th—I sent a line to Wm O'Connor

Ashton with friendship—also to Arnold Johnson with sincere thanks & tell him I am getting well—& give my

I hope you will excuse me for not writing sooner I have been laid up with a pain in my back ever since

I am agoing going to have it framed if nothing happens I want that Picture to remain in my family as

hopeing hoping this may find you improving in health .. also with much love & many thanks from myself & my

328 Mickle Street Camden New Jersey U S America Sept: 11 '87 My dear Rhys I suppose you got the copy

Finally I give you the same privilege over the putting together of this, as my other volumes.

I shall expect £10:10s (same as my other vols) and also 10 copies of the "Vistas" bound in roan .