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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.

Friday. 12 Well Road Hampstead London England My dear Walt: I send you three pounds ￡3. the sum being

I am getting ready my pictures (2) for the spring Exhibition.

My Book is getting near though not quite through the press: In one of the last chapters, I added, at

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

—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

Every thing here with me remains the same—I am free from the distress in my head—Mrs.

Grayson is very sick—she sent my old washerwoman, old Aunt Kitty, around this morning to see if I had

any of "that bread my mother used to send me"—I suppose she meant the sweet Dyer bread—I gave her a

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

My health has been good since I last saw you.

am sure she always will be— It is very hot weather here—to-day it is 96 or '7—I am sitting here at my

Good bye, dear Abby—I send my love to Emily, & all—The O'Connors are well—Jenny grows like every thing

clever people, & have invited me to Newport next summer— I am writing this in the office, (alone in my

& Lou are with you—(I hope you will all take a glass of the Spanish wine)— I believe I told you in my

Mother, I will send the order in my next—The bells are all ringing for 7 oclock church—there is a chime

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

Dear friend, Nothing very notable to write about, but I thought I would send you a line—This is one of my

last night—breakfast & dinner to-day with appetite—still get out a little most every day as formerly—my

give me three hours or so occupation (lazily) every day when I am not too ill —and then the baby , my

They are to publish L of G. same style as O[sgood]'s ed'n edition , same price, from my plates, & pay

me 35 cts cents a copy royalty—They are also to publish immediately my prose writings, Specimen Days

before him—perhaps has already decided—I keep well— W W The Boston Herald has articles strongly in my

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

Was greatly interested anyhow in my Germantown trip—in my description of greens—the rain-freshened landscape.I

W. listened intently to my rehearsal of Clifford's opinions and reasons, and for the rest of the time

of my stay seemed much more troubled and silent than before.

s consent to write to Stedman for my two letters, submit them to W., and if he approved, consent that

Nowadays my memory for names seems strangely deserting me—strangely."

"In my opera days, I always took care to get a libretto the day before, then took care to leave it at

And on my saying "yes" and saying I wished he might see him, he looked dubious.

wonderful good—you cannot bring the shells home to your room or the sound of the sea or the skies—nor I my

old days, my youth, my forty years ago, any more!"

Ed gave him my address but of course he did not come to see me.

"William O'Connor and Nellie O'Connor occupy a large place in my memory—not in my memory alone, but in

that larger life—my emotional, sympathetic, poetic, life—which has most importantly commanded me.

—all my feeling, once divided, seems to flow out to Ellen alone.

force, accretion, gift, effulgence—soul-force, let us call it, for want of a better word: the making of my

I have always felt, what my mother often said to me, that these old folk of the grand type were made

and he urged I come right in—holding my hand warmly and firmly.

Davis sign receipt—then up again—W. taking both my hands in his own then—reaching forward to kiss me.

it seems to be a statement from some of my friends—a protest—which asks the world that they may not be

awe, bolsters my conviction, lifts me.

He asked about my trip both ways—when I got in—how all the folks were—"Pardee and Ina? Ah yes!

I shall have my Waterloo, no doubt soon, but till then?"

—As to having Bush and others who have never met him come to the dinner—"If I were asked my own preference

, I should say, no—I'd rather they did not come: I do not like to make my first appearance in such condition

But the Century folks treat me well—very well; I find they humor all my eccentricities."

Joking about my increased salary: "You must look out—you will be in danger of growing rich: riches are

But again I came back to my early notion, whether it was not as well for men to observe the dial of the

Then, "I do not suppose there is any great mystery about my condition.

hide from a doctor)—that even now, as I sit here—and from only the little talk with you two fellows—my

I perhaps give only vague expression to my idea, but it is quite clear in my own mind.

I have my differences, he has his, but we agree in the main, which is enough."

That is my expectation.

As I have always understood Eakins, half of the picture is his, half mine—and my half I promised to Dr

"Yes, I suppose: and now you can witness my wish in the matter—that Bucke shall have it in payment—or

my interest in it—and Eakins' lien, too, if Eakins will assent to it."

When I entered I excused my cold hand. W. thereupon held it.

Ap 21, 1876 My dearest Friend, I must write again, out of a full heart.

"The Two Rivulets" has filled it very full—Ever the deep inward assent, rising up strong, exultant, my

Ever the sense of dearness —the sweet subtle perfume, pervading every page, every line to my sense—O

nor what answering emotion pervades me, flows out towards you—sweetest deepest greatest experience of my

Do not dissuade me from coming this autumn my dearest Friend —I have waited patiently 7 years—patiently

for him, in a whirl of bitter work and many cares, a long helter-skelter sort of an introduction, for my

He thought my prolegomena good, and I was sorry I could not make it better, but if Rees, Welsh & Co.

publish his book, I will strive to refurbish my contribution and make it better.

The thing for a pamphlet will be my letters upon Oliver Stevens and company, when we get to a stopping

Postmaster General, with my assistance, and we will put in a copy of this letter of Chainey's.

Dearest Friend: I am sitting in my room with my dear little grandson, the sweetest little fellow you

Giddy and Norah (my 3d third daughter) are gone into Durham to do some shopping.

It is about the only thing I have read since my return.

hardly realized till I left it how dearly I love America—great sunny land of hope and progress—or how my

Give my love to those of our friends whom you know & tell them not to forget us.

Whitman: "Because you have, as it were, given me a ground for the love of men I thank you continually in my

— Tuesday 29th —began sunshine but soon clouded and rain-looking—a rare egg, Graham bread & tea for my

attending—Unpleasant this ab't Mary Costelloe's ailing health & strength —I think quite a good deal ab't it—My

My dear friend, Thank you—thank you!

From the condition of my heart death is a daily probability to my conciousness consciousness & I face

all my responsibilities in the sense that it may be for me the last time.

The invective continued on November 18: "He is the worst nuisance & worriment of my illness —Keeps me

Conway is very friendly—but my friend Col.

I have received another paper from England to-day, with a tremendous big favorable notice of my book,

The English publisher of my book, Mr Hotten, sends them to me— Saturday, noon —I am going off for the

Stanbery is to speak on the trial, & I may go in & hear him a few minutes, but I guess I shall spend my

am determined to make you out a letter—I have been sitting here in the office all alone, fixing up my

March 28/ 80 My dearest Friend Has it seemed to you a long while since I wrote?

And as regards my own feelings (though I am sorry for her sorrow, & sorry too that the excellent work

if not I will tell it you in my next & you will like him all the more.

My love to all My thoughts travel daily to America—it has become a part of my life in a very real sense

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

First Annex" (the Second Annex contains poems from a previously published miscellany entitled Good-Bye My

Talking to Traubel about the subject matter of these poems, Whitman said, "Of my personal ailments, of

"Queries to My Seventieth Year" reveals some of the ambiguous feelings he has about the year to come.

In "As I Sit Writing Here" he writes, "Not my least burden is that dulness of the years, querilities,

/ Ungracious glooms, aches, lethargy, constipation, whimpering ennui, / May filter in my daily songs

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431 Stevens Street Camden New Jersey Sept 30 My dear Reid Yes—put my name to the piece, if you like it