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Siebzigjährigen“). 1891, im Dezember, im Winter vor seinem Todesjahr, erschien als Sonderdruck „Good-bye my
The Johns Hopkins University holds one Whitman poetry manuscript (a handwritten version of O Captain!
My Captain!)
head at nightfall, and he is fain to say, "I too am not a bit tamed—I too am untranslatable; I sound my
I do not press my finger across my mouth, I keep as delicate around the bowels as around the head and
Amelioration is my lesson, he says with calm voice, and progress is my lesson and the lesson of all things
I am the teacher of athletes, He that by me spreads a wider breast than my own proves the width of my
own, He most honors my style who learns under it to destroy the teacher.
What is commonest and cheapest and nearest and easiest is Me, Me going in for my chances, spending for
editor, would, (I quote,) like to keep & use an original three-page poem sent him from me, but demurs to my
I repeat that I distinctly reserve the right of printing the piece in a future edition of my poems.
My Captain!” and then a review of Drum-Taps.
“O Captain! My Captain!”
In 1889, he told Traubel, “It’s My Captain again: always My Cap- tain: the school readers have got along
I will not strip the clothes from my body to meet my lover the sea, I will not touch my flesh to the
29, 75–76, 109–10, 159–61, 195; and My Captain!”
If it doesn't come with this it will be because of my being compelled to go down to Washington as a witness
If by reason of my absence it should be overlooked, pray remind me of it.
New York, Nov 18 187 8 My Dear Whitman: I am sorry that the pay for that Gathering the Corn article was
one could fail then [during the War] to admire his zeal and devotion, and I am afraid that at first my
"O my brave soul! O farther, farther sail! O daring joy, but safe!
) For that, O God—be it my latest word — here on my knees, Old, poor, and paralysed—I thank thee.
"My terminus near, The clouds already closing in upon me, The voyage balk'd, the course disputed, lost
, I yield my ships to .
"My hands, my limbs, grow nerveless; My brain feels rack'd, bewilder'd; Let the old timbers part I will
letters in the Trent Collection at Duke University as one of the "true treasures [that] helped shape my
"My Boys and Girls," The Rover , April 20, 1844. Reprinted in The Early Poems and Sketches, ed.
ldent shut my hand my finger were so swoln but we got along." March 26–28?
present plan to do the ensuing winter at my leisure in Washington."
All errors I claim as my own.
Whitman, I have been perplexed how to express to you my feelings of gratitude for the gift of the letter
I am especially pleased to learn from it that you share my admiration for the noble stoic Epictetus,
I have also to thank you, Mr Whitman, for inscribing my name in the copy of Leaves of Grass which the
"Boys of the College" gave to me on my birthday.
my wife joins I am yours sincerely Wentworth Dixon Wentworth Dixon to Walt Whitman, 13 June 1891
and his brother Harry were the sons of Henry Whireman Fritzinger (about 1828–1881), a former sea captain
Davis, Whitman's housekeeper, who had also taken care of the sea captain and who inherited part of his
My dear Walt Whitman, As one of the College Boys who feels honored by the hospitable reception given
kind messages of love which you have so frequently sent to us, I wish to send you a word to convey my
I (& the others I am sure) feel very grateful for the act. & I return my best thanks. Dr.
The engraved portrait with your autograph on my mantel reminds me that that is another favor.
Traubel & Warry I send my most cordial regards. WD.
and his brother Harry were the sons of Henry Whireman Fritzinger (about 1828–1881), a former sea captain
Davis, Whitman's housekeeper, who had also taken care of the sea captain and who inherited part of his
New York Sunday 11/3/88 My dear Mr.
Whitman: You will remember my calling a few weeks back when I remember that I do so as a friend of Earl
I am as you know Wellesley Sayle an Englishman & am proud to be one of many thousands of my fellow countrymen
I shall most likely call at Phila on my way where I hope to have the pleasure of seeing you again.
1524 Walnut Street Philadelphia My Dear good gray Poet— Ever since I bought the first edition of Leaves
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
soul, / I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass" (section 1).The second, related
knowledge that pass all the argument of the earth,And I know that the hand of God is the promise of my
own,And I know that the spirit of God is the brother of my own,And that all the men ever born are also
my brothers, and the women my sisters and lovers,And that a kelson of the creation is love,And limitless
the 1881 edition are definitive, the annexes that appear after 1881—"Sands at Seventy" and "Good-Bye my
I am alone at home, with my brothers—Papa & Mother are gone visiting to Uncle John's Father's-in-law.
Walter Storms Aug '75 Paskek, Aug. 9/75 My Dear Friend I received a Postal card from you yesterday.
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
Walter Storms April 26—75 Pascack Apr. 20 1875 My dear Friend, Mr.
to hear from you so soon after writing nevertheless, I was just as glad to hear from you, I wrote in my
inches of snow and people rode with the sleigh, there are no gardens made yet, but I have plants in my
I am not much of a young man yet, I am 17 years old, all but a few days, but very small for my age I
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
New York June 1/70 Friend Walter I now take my pen in hand to write to you I am in good health at Present
not want to lend me the I asked for, why Did you not write and say so—not to make out you Did not get my
of it when you was I though thought I would put you in—mind of it if I would be man Enough to keep my
I would not mind if you would give me my Clothes now as I need them very I cant can't go out any wear
My Dear friend Walt I now take my pen in hand to let you know how I am getting along I am in very good
health at present & I hope you are the same. my father is not very well at present he has been Laid
I bought some medicine for a freind friend of my fathers & he gave me the money to pay for them & I Spent
Robbins & then I will be Disgraced & Discarged Discharged I asked my Sister to lend three & she would
New York Nov 16 My Dear friend Walter I received your letter of the 29 th and was very glad to here hear
from you I am very Sorry to keep you waiting so long for my answer. we have just got done taking account
I am very tired when I get home at night my feet are very sore from the nails sticking up in the heels
like you I send you mine in return I have received the title of Unkle Uncle my sister Josephine has
Crum he weigh weighs ten pounds I am going to get my wages raised after the Holidays father has just
. /70 Dear friend Walter I now take my pen in h and to let you know how I am getting along.
received your letter of the Eight & was very glad to hear from you. we have been Stoping stopping at my
I am going to buy a fraim frame for your Picture I have it up in my room I wou ld like to see you very
Boss Mr Hawkins is going to leave the firm the first of march & my friend Oliver Allen & I thought we
I have been tempted to make too much perhaps of my chosen association with our greatest in England this
completed task—3 dramas—that just a faint breath of that larger air that breathes from you has come my
may say that at this meeting I had the pleasure of hearing several warm admirers of yourself discuss my
Perhaps in its printed form my article may stimulate others to enquire.
For today, my work is done. It is growing dusky.
, Or rude in my home in Dakota's woods, my diet meat, my drink from the spring, Or withdrawn to muse
"My lovers suffocate me . . . thick in the pores of my skin."
I sit, my gaze directed to my world map. I sing the ocean, the mother of the earth.
This is what my taste tastes. . . .
exist") wofür ich da bin ("what I am there for") die Frage nach meiner Bestimmung ("the question of my
destiny") wer ich sei ("who I am/may be") was ich tauge ("what I am good for" | "what my worth is")
But you must know that I am an artist, and am able, out of my craftman's knowledge, to separate Art as
I am a native Texan, but my father belonged to the Georgia branch of the Whitman family.
O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN! O Captain! my Captain!
O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. O Captain!
my Captain!
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 mournful tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, O how shall I warble myself for the dead one
(I think I see my friends smiling at this confession, but I was never more in earnest in my life.)
The rebel Captain then shot him—but at the same instant he shot the Captain.
I can say that in my ministerings I comprehended all, whoever came in my way, Northern or Southern, and
Also, same Reg't., my brother, Geo. W.
Let me try to give my view.
GOOD-BYE MY FANCY.
My health is somewhat better, and my spirit at peace.
Indeed all my ferry friends—captain Frazee the superintendent, Lindell, Hiskey, Fred Rauch, Price, Watson
my ear.
Gilchrist—friends of my soul—stanchest friends of my other soul, my poems. ONLY A NEW FERRY BOAT.
O Captain! my Captain!............................
O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN! O CAPTAIN! my captain!
Leave you not the little spot, Where on the deck my captain lies. Fallen cold and dead. O captain!
my captain!
My captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still; My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse
, with bends and chutes; And my Illinois fields, and my Kansas fields, and my fields of Missouri; The
My limbs, my veins dilate; The blood of the world has fill'd me full—my theme is clear at last: —Banner
VIGIL strange I kept on the field one night, When you, my son and my comrade, dropt at my side that day
WHILE my wife at my side lies slumbering, and the wars are over long, And my head on the pillow rests
See, my cantabile!
myself in memory of Poe, which I have obeyed; but not the slightest impulse to make a speech, which, my
Even my own objections draw me to him at last; and those very points, with his sad fate, will make him
That figure of my lurid dream might stand for Edgar Poe, his spirit, his fortunes, and his poems—themselves
indeed fill me best and most, and will longest remain with me, of all the objective shows I see on this, my
Cincinnati and Chicago, and for thirty years, in that wonder, washed by hurried and glittering tides, my
Here in this very Denver, if it might be so, I should like to cast my lot, above all other spots, all
STARTING NEWSPAPERS (ANOTHER ACCOUNT) Reminiscences —( From the "Camden Courier." )—As I sat taking my
As I cross'd leisurely for an hour in the pleasant night-scene, my young friend's words brought up quite
How it made my heart double-beat to see my piece on the pretty white paper, in nice type.
My first real venture was the "Long Islander," in my own beautiful town of Huntington, in 1839.
I enjoy'd my journey and Louisiana life much.
President Lincoln's Funeral Hymn O Captain! My Captain! (for the Death of Lincoln) Pioneers!
O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN! (F OR THE EATH OF INCOLN CAPTAIN ! my Captain! our fearful trip is done!
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!
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still: My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse
.; ∗ The reader will share my wish that Whitman had written sanctus spiritus, which is right, instead
The recherché or ethereal sense of the term, as used in my book, arises probably from the actual Calamus
my Captain!
O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN! CAPTAIN ! my Captain!
O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. O Captain!
my Captain!
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still, My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse
You will make the same disposition of these arms as was indicated to you, in a former case, in my letter
Sir: My attention has been called by the Secretary of the Treasury to the probable fact of the custody
Leese's recommendations for the office of Marshal. 4th; My acceptance of Mr.
I have now to say that your resignation is accepted,—& I feel bound to add that my confidence in your
of your friend Hatcher to the notice of the President to-day, & that he gave a favorable response to my
No report has, within my knowledge, been made to you from this office, in relation to any violations
Sir: I have the honor herewith to transmit my opinion as to the proper course to be taken in reference
Tapara, which you have brought to my notice since that opinion was prepared, does not seem to me to authorize
compensation allowed to counsel upon employment by this office, I feel that I am scarcely warranted in giving my
the suggestion that you reduce it to the sum I have indicated, which, being done, I will promptly add my
As a claim against the United States, it is clearly without my official province, & I must therefore