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Upon my protest he said: "No, it's all right: I was just thinking whether I should not go over to the

My own personal choice among books is for those you can put in your pocket."

My dear Mr. Whitman:Allow me to introduce to your acquaintance my young friend, Mr. E. H.

visit to you last March, when I was on my way home from Johns Hopkins University.

Pardon my delay in acknowledging, due to illness.

was originally intended as a sort of barricade: I set it up to hold back the desperate assaults of my

a condition of half-suspended life"—adding: "Do you just keep things moving until I get balanced on my

Stopped at Osler's on my way to church. Not at home.

I hate to have anybody around, right in my room, watching me. Maurice, do I need to be watched?"

I trust that you have not so far forgotten my article as to think my meaning was that attributed to me

skin: my skin is free: I perspire freely: I don't know but every day this winter my body has been at

own way—hold by my own views.

He shook his fist at me: "Why so hot, my little man?

"Tell them I am still chained to my rock but that I can still flap my wings: tell them I may not be just

Give my love to Doctor B.

Left article with Bonsall on my way to Philadelphia.

He explained, "It is my intention to have them all bound up—to have them brought here.

For one thing, it is too trifling; for another, it is against my habit, my confirmed determinations.

, only of such as came into my mind at the moment.

They must go as they came—my hand, word, knowing nothing of birth or death.

Some of my readers doubtless imagine that my series of sketches had come to an end, as they have not

from the city, and a multiplicity of other engagements, have hitherto prevented me from continuing my

Tall, portly, good-humored in feature as in fact, my subject is known, admired, and respected by all

In a word, he is my model of what an intelligent citizen’s conduct should be, in matters political.

Perrin never equaled my subject as a manager and facilitator of legislative business.

My dear Mr.

gladly avail myself of so tempting an opening for saying that I am the same—& shall feel confident that my

indeed it cannot have needed telling—that you were a very principal subject of our discourse, & of my

friends amply share my feeling.

My vol. volume of Selections from American Poets doesn't seem likely to be published yet awhile.

editorial decisions, which included editing potentially objectionable content and removing entire poems: "My

But he said: "I am not myself today: I am very uncomfortable in my head: very uncomfortable in my belly

Went off to town to keep my appointment with Bucke.

My dear Walt:I snatch five minutes from writing up the wrecks.

I shook my head.

Said to Bucke: "I am not at my worst—neither at my best."

"My health has only been so-so, neither much good nor much bad."

I talked to W. of my Japanese friend Tatui Baba.

Of course my report would be forty years old or so.

I don't intend it for cant when I say in my book that my best lesson is the lesson by which I am myself

Robert Buchanan's new volume of essays placed in my hands.

Still, I know my own condition—don't need him to tell me about that—can't be fooled."

He still insisted: "I know my condition better than any doctor."

I fell to-nighttonight—had a cup of water in my hand."

He is as dear to me as my old clothes!"

W. waited for my reply. I said some things.

I was alone, the family of my host having gone on some visit to a neighbor.

Insensibly, my consciousness became less and less distinct; my head leaned back; my eyes closed; and

my senses relaxed from their waking vigilance.

The person to whom I spoke stared in my face surprisedly.

"Himself hung it around my neck," said the veteran.

Deliriate, thus prelude what is generated, offering these, offering myself, Bathing myself, bathing my

songs in Sex, Offspring of my loins.

Deliriate, thus prelude what is generated, offering these, offering myself, Bathing myself, bathing my

songs in Sex, Offspring of my loins.

Deliriate, thus prelude what is generated, offering these, offering myself, Bathing myself, bathing my

songs in Sex, Offspring of my loins.

My Picture-Gallery. MY PICTURE-GALLERY.

My Picture-Gallery. MY PICTURE-GALLERY.

Deliriate, thus prelude what is generated, offering these, offering myself, Bathing myself, bathing my

songs in Sex, Offspring of my loins.

If the Spirit moves me, I will give you my opinion of the book when I have read it carefully that is

if you should care to know my opinion.

Camden Feb 20 My dear T W I send you the bit for Sunday's paper (had it put in type for my private satisfaction

Boston March 13th 1887 My dear Sir: I hope you will do us the favor to accept the enclosed invitation

Looking for a favorable reply and a promise to be my guest, I remain Very truly yours Annie Fields Annie

My dear sir, You can get any or all my Books at J. S. Redfield, 140 Fulton street, upstairs, N. Y.

the representative of the claimants, to agree upon such a presentation of the facts as will raise for my

Should this anticipation be realized, it will be my pleasure as well as my duty, to give early consideration

Richardson & Co. for refunding certain Internal Revenue taxes, in which you ask my opinion "as to whether

agreed statement of facts in the papers, and no statement of facts to be assumed by me on which to give my

—I will therefore thank you to so state the questions of law upon which my opinion is desired, as will

Then my lands engrossed me—Lands of the prairies, Ohio's land, the southern savannas, engrossed me—For

to enclose all, it came to me to strike up the songs of the New World—And then I be- lieved believed my

knowledge, and the grandeur of The States, and the example of heroes, no more, I am indifferent to my

heavy-hearted, Hours of the dusk, when I withdraw to a lonesome and unfrequented spot, seating myself, leaning my

face in my hands; Hours sleepless, deep in the night, when I go forth, speeding swiftly the country

(I am ashamed—but it is useless—I am what I am;) Hours of my torment—I wonder if other men ever have

They have made my summer glorious. My love of that man is something strong as fate.

Indeed I believe the ties of blood draw me to him & Scotland—my "forbears" being Scotch-Irish (on one

Tennyson, It is a long time since my last to you.

illness—some three months, afterward was recovering at Washington, when called here by the death of my

To-day, a cloudy & drizzly Sunday, I have taken it in my head, sitting here alone & write—follow the

My dear Mr.

But I want also, at least in fancy, to reach my hand across the sea, & to take your hand, & to tell you

I think of seventy years as quite the vestibule of age, because my own father is rigorous, at least in

I still keep a little at work—there is a printing office here, where I am doing my work—they are young

considerate & respectful to me—fix every thing in type, proof, &c. just to suit me—I am leisurely preparing my

Come when you can, my darling boy.

328 Mickle Street Camden New Jersey March 31 '89 Thanks, my dear E C S, for the box of noble books with

for the loving cheering (I fear flattering) long letter, wh' has done me good, & I have read twice—My

I wish to convey my best regards to the printers, proof-readers & print-plate presser &c — I have been

Have been clearing up my studio, so I can feel a little decent on Sunday.

—my shiping shipping apartments, I mean. I'm staying in one part of my studio for a few weeks.

surviving yet & in good spirits (sort) after the past nearly four months—Am still imprison'd here in my

sick room, unable to move around or get out at all—but have my brain power as before & right arm volition

several condensed in one —this is now going through the presses—your bust of me still holds out fully in my

My noble and dear friend—Walt Whitman, I have had the pleasure of talking for you, and of you again.

One man—fine—true and scholarly and sincere took my hand and said: "I am converted."

Then—when it came—it was so different from my fancies—but you dear friend, were not disappointing.

Dr Knortz & send you—although he has of course notified you to same effect—I am still living here in my

spirits—but get around with great difficulty, (or rather I should say hardly at all) & have been stricken in my

My dear Sir; The translations of your poems are now ready for the printer and the MS will sail for Europe

tuesday Tuesday My dear Walt i received your letter on monday Monday glad to hear you get along so well

weather its it's hot to be shure sure but no use fretting about it well Walt i have been to day and had my

and one for myself i shall send han one in the package so you see walt Walt i bequeath something to my

letters)—some like to have me feed them (wounded perhaps in shoulder or wrist) perhaps a few bits of my

succoring of the stomach (which is of course most welcome & indispensable) I should say that I believe my

I have formed attachments here in hospital, that I shall keep to my dying day, & they will the same,

July 12, 89 Dear Walt: I write you briefly this morning before starting on my 2 weeks vacation to Delaware

At that time I was having one of my streaks of insomnia, & was very wretched for two or three weeks.

I go about all day with two balls of twine at my side, training the young vines in the way they should

& persistence sufficient to write and publish such thoughts;—But increased invalidism has prevented my

preserving your cheerfulness serenity & kindly spirit through it all—I am writing (or scratching rather) for my

good, to satisfy my own soul —So pardon me & I trust the reading of this will not weary you With kindest

Oct 17th My dear Walt 1867 the post man has gone bye by and no letters, and its being thursday Thursday

i feel worried very much for fear it is gone as i dident didn't get it yesterday my usuall usual day

letter is gone i have been waching the letter man and he s he's past and no letter i feel real bad my

July 1, 18 69 Dear Alfred Pratt, I am still here in Washington, & work in the same office—My health is

must write me a good long letter all about your affairs & yourself—all will be interesting— I send you my

Good bye, my loving boy — The following are responsible for particular readings or for changes to this

I hereby acknowledge the receipt of your kind letter of 2 Feb, which has been in my hands for some days

Of course my letter has gone to Washington.

I am closing in these days my article on you—.

Camden NJ 5th 12th 85 Walt Whitman Esq Dear Walt: I fear you do not fully appreciate my relations to

deal of writing about it, between them & me—and about two weeks ago I sent on a red-hot interview of my

And I want you to go at it or let me have my MSS . so I can get it off by next Saturday night.

—feeling so-so—Ed has gone over to my friend Tom Donaldson's —D seems to take a fancy for Ed & he reciprocates

—I am sitting here in the den in my big chair—Ed is leaving here soon Londonward—is there any special

drumming trip to New York and Boston—y'rs rec'd last evn'g —mutton & rice broth, Graham toast & tea for my

.— Delightful day—am sitting here ab't as usual—had my breakfast ab't 9—(get my dinner ab't 4 or ½ past

send proof pages 119 to 127—part of "Elias Hicks" —In a few days shall send 118 & all the rest—I send my

continue to feel fairly & what may be call'd improving—bowel movement this forenoon—I read letter from my

practically with it—certainly so—& glad to get it all— As I write, the Post paper comes, with an item ab't my

a second time—I guess I am getting along pretty well, considering everything—to have the books off my

Camden Monday noon Oct 15 '88 I sit here to-day ab't the same—close by fire in my stove, as it is pretty

cool, though pleasant and sunny—now here laid by in the fifth month—all my strength, all bodily-ab't-going-ability

—Some of those photo places off one side appear to make the best pictures in the world—My printing matters

future—As it may be that out of this hubbub some one in London may take a notion to rush & crudely reprint my

books—I send you (same mail with this) full & corrected copies of my two volumes, prepared for the printers

My dear friend, I authorise authorize you to make any arrangement about publishing, terms, &c. you think

Asylum for the Insane, London, 20th March 188 3 My dear Walt I have this afternoon received, read, and

You left out my remarks on "Children of Adam", I believe they were good but I acquiesce—your additions

But still, for the Lord's sake, spare my ch iii pt ii as much as possible.

Tell me, when you write, about Smith —give him my love—I still keep well & bustling for me—have been

weeks—often think about you all— Got a letter from London from Trübner day before yesterday for six sets of my

Grace) are at 177 Remsen street Brooklyn—Jeannette Gilder has written to me that she is going to write my

I will do my best to send the Dr something while I am on my vacation.

Give my love to him, and commend me to his wife and little ones. Alma and Calder are doing well.

heartier breakfast than usual—The piece last night went off all right—got thro' all without dishonor—feel my

not what they were—presence (self–possession &c) perfect—audience large & very cordial—It is probably my

place, not a show place, is call'd the Aldine —it is or was, (& I think they owned it) by German family my