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My dear friend, It gave me much pleasure to hear from you; and now I am quite full of gratitude for the
I shall keep my eyes wide open; and the volume with O'C's introduction shall come out just as it is.
My dear friend, I regret to say that our hopes of getting out the complete and arranged edition of your
My first feeling at hearing of this arrangement was one of regret.
In the next place it is far better, in my opinion and that of your real friends here, that the introduction
facts together with the assured social and literary position of Rossetti make him of all persons of my
Conway Observe my change of address Moncure D. Conway to Walt Whitman, 12 October 1867
Whitman referred to Rossetti's edition as a "horrible dismemberment of my book" in his August 12, 1871
editorial decisions, which included editing potentially objectionable content and removing entire poems: "My
My dear Whitman, I have been voyaging amid the Hebrides,—strolling amid the Highlands,—loafing by the
Sea,—trying to extract from two or three weeks' vacation some vigour vigor and virtue for my work, which
(If you see him tell him that his accompanying letter got lost in my absence or it shd should have been
await us—you must (letting me know beforehand the Ship by which you sail from America) come straight to my
My motive was the necessity of saving you & your relatives from the degradation implied in Mr.
You may remember that I talked to you in my bedroom about your circumstances, after I had conversed with
Whitman referred to Rossetti's edition as a "horrible dismemberment of my book" in his August 12, 1871
Feb. 1, 68 My dear friend, I have but a moment in which to write to you, if I save the mail.
My object is to ask you, in behalf of Hotten, whether it is consistent with your will that the selection
Whitman referred to Rossetti's edition as a "horrible dismemberment of my book" in his August 12, 1871
editorial decisions, which included editing potentially objectionable content and removing entire poems: "My
propose would of course be adopted by me with thanks & without a moment's debate, were it not that my
My dear Walt, I introduce to you Mr.
My Brother's Keeper: James Joyce's Early Years. Ed. Richard Ellmann. New York: Viking, 1958.
Dear son, how I wish you could come in now, even if but for an hour & take off your coat, & sit on my
with a secret wish that I had not begun to read and a vow that I would never do the like again), by my
Lowell voices in the best way it can be voiced this limitation, or to my mind wrong poetic notion, in
"Behind the hill, behind the sky, Behind my inmost thought, he sings; No feet avail; to hear it nigh,
—you say in "New York;" but I had my hearing of most of those you mention elsewhere.
Sidney Morse . ∗ "Good-Bye, my Fancy!" Walt Whitman. 1891. The Second Annex to "Leaves of Grass"
April 9th 188 6 My dear Walt Whitman I distributed the papers and magazines you sent me to every body
The contributions of Willie Durkee and my little girl are rather small but it takes all their spare funds
May 27th 1863 Walt Whitman My Dear Friend Enclosed I send you ten dollars.
This is my contribution $5. per month, and is for the months of April and May.
77 West Brookline Boston Sept 3 1888 My dear loved Poet I greet you with open arms and kiss you lovingly
the three as it gives me your full face—and so good I am going to paint you in oil and in pastel and my
the house where you were born and I hope I may have you as you are in your home at Camden—sometime—my
Mr Whitman — Although a stranger to you I wish to say through the medium of my pen that I have become
My Dear friend Walt Whitman I have written so many letters to you dictated by Charles that I feel a painful
although I thought he was likely to die any time, still I find I was unprepared for his departure & my
I look at my three children & think what a work I have got left to perform.
My Mother from Massachusetts is with me for a few days and it is a great comfort.
New Haven, Conn see notes Dec 18 1888 from Mrs Hine | ab't my dear friend C.H. Mrs.
In these days of your sickness my thoughts and sympathy are with you.
Please pardon the familiar manner of my writing, this letter is just for you alone and is from the heart
My mother was a Whitman of Bangor, has relations in Mass. and N.J. by that name, and the late Judge Whitman
relative of yours and daughter of Elizabeth Burroughs nee Wheeler, I guess you will pardon the liberty my
you would come and make us a visit you when in Woodside some. by sending love of the united family My
Whitman's own experiences during this visit to the front.The soldier's epitaph—"Bold, cautious, true, and my
The latent meaning submerged within "my loving comrade" as the antithesis of "true," in other words,
"My book and the war are one," Whitman would assert in "To Thee Old Cause" (1871); in "Toilsome" that
The longer version, with the new title "Small the Theme of My Chant," reappeared in the final, 1891–1892
"I place my hand upon you," he writes; "I whisper with my lips close to your ear."
"Whoever you are," he pleads, then, "you be my poem."
in contrast to the frustration of the preceding section: the speaker accepting the "souse upon me of my
The poet's quaternary on the death of Lincoln includes Whitman's most popular poem, "O Captain!
My Captain!," and one of his most critically acclaimed, "When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom'd."
In "My Boys and Girls" Whitman fondly recalls carrying on his shoulders young George, "his legs dangling
down upon my breast, while I trotted for sport down a lane or over the fields" (248).
Fredericksburg, Second Bull Run, the Wilderness, and Petersburg was reflected in the stripes (sergeant, captain
Andrew appears in an early Whitman prose work, "My Boys and Girls," published in The Rover (20 April
Was Pete the muse for Whitman's most popular Lincoln tribute, the poem, "O Captain! My Captain!"?
While "O Captain!"
Like as not I would go to sleep—lay my head on my hands on the table.
I wish it given to him with my love."
Give my love to dear Mrs. and Mr.
On the boat I had my hands full. One poor fellow died going up."
the hospitals, Whitman dolefully observed: Looking from any eminence and studying the topography in my
"There comes that odious Walt Whitman to talk evil and unbelief to my boys," she wrote in a letter to
"I think I would rather see the evil one himself—at least if he had horns and hoofs—in my ward.
"He took a fancy to my fever boy, and would watch with him sometimes half the night.
Doyle recalled, "We were familiar at once—I put my hand on his knee—we understood . . .
My boy, ten years old, said to me this morning, "Have you got a book with a poem in it called '0 Captain
My Captain!' I want to 234 WHITMAN IN HIS OWN TIME learn it to speak at school."
my Captain!"
"Most of my readers ne glect my prose."
My Captain!
& Collect from Rees Welsh after one printing, and later published November Boughs (1888), Good-Bye My
Mistar Mister Whitman I recived received your letter this morning and I return you my most gratful grateful
enclose twenty Dollars which I hope you will accept in payment for one set of the books & as a token of my
one night in passing off the platform of a Car, gave you a rose) I was compelled to many Car rides in my
I thank you Sir, with all my heart, and pray for you the abiding Presence and hourly Comfort of the divine
I go to my home in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania, tomorrow.
Dooryard Bloom'd," as one of his supreme achievements in this mode.Late in life Whitman commented, "My
Similarly, "the fine centrifugal spokes of light round the shape of my head in the sunlit water" (section
beginning of the poem Whitman calls the sights and sounds around him "glories strung like beads on my
My Soul and I: The Inner Life of Walt Whitman. Boston: Beacon, 1985. Coffman, Stanley K., Jr.
My dear Wife, You must excuse me for not having written to you before.
I have not been very well, & did not feel much like writing—but I feel considerably better now—my complaint
going on—let me know how it is with mother—I write this by means of a friend who is now sitting by my
side— —& I hope it will be God's will that we shall yet meet again—Well I send you all my love, & must
I saw before me, sitting on the counter, a handsome, burly man, heavily built, and not looking, to my
me as more of a man, more of a democratic man, than the tallest of Whitman's roughs; to the eye of my
love had no bounds—all that my natural fastidiousness and cautious reserve kept from others I poured
Whitman might say to him "'od's my life, Saint Thomas, I am Snug the joiner & no lion, in this poem,
I, for my part, am no believer in the sacredness of the marriage ceremony, can imagine a perfect pure
talk of the Vetterans getting out yet: if you have any thing in the way of advice to give concerning my
Books, and I have thought that were bigger fools than me making a living very Easy although I admit my
note by Whitman following the closer that reads, "June 25th '65—I have rec'd many curious letters in my
occasionaly showed some little kindness to—I met him, talked with him some,—he came one rainy night to my
such houses as we were talking about,' are—upon the whole not to be answered—(& yet I itch to satisfy my
They are not in condition to be able to let their accounts lay uncollected without embarrassment, and my
"Revenge and Requital," the narrator concludes of the redeemed main character Philip that "Some of my
where the narrator reflects on his own death: "There is many a time when I could lay down, and pass my
In one scene where Whitman describes the death of a child, in the autobiographical "My Boys and Girls
fiercely, and rack my soul with great pain."
A Fact," a reader denoted solely as "R" explained in the letter: "My feelings were very much excited
the stories he had written approximately fifty years earlier, when, according to the poet, "I tried my
Wisdom" as Captain William A.
upon them without any of the bitterness and mortification which they might be supposed to arouse in my
The formal narration of them, to be sure, is far from agreeable to me—but in my own self-communion upon
Michael Winship has written in response to an email inquiry that: My working hypothesis is that there
said in an 1888 conversation about the first edition that "I set up some of it myself: some call it my
tread scares the wood-drake and wood-duck on my distant and daylong ramble" ( [1855], 20).
good will, Not asking the sky to come down to my goodwill, Scattering it freely forever.— Scattering
in a penciled revision into the single line "Me going in for my chances, spending for vast returns,"
Good-Bye My Fancy: 2D Annex to Leaves of Grass. Philadelphia: David McKay, 1891. .
Ontario June 29 th 1880 My dearest Friend, Perhaps you thought I had forgotten you, but I have not much
Please give my love to all and as I have told you all I know I will close here.
What I experience or portray shall go from my composition without a shred of my composition.
You shall stand by my side to look in the mirror with me."
I lie in the night air in my red shirt… the pervading hush is for my sake.
We close with him: the yards entangled… the masts touched: My captain lashed fast with his own hands.
I laughed content when I heard the voice of my little captain— `We have not struck,' he composedly cried
I trace my highest and best thoughts and feelings to your poems.
Friend Walter— I design bearly to say How do you do, while you are in Boston, & to express my own pleasure
I know what is your mental fare in Boston from my own past personal experience and without wishing to
intrude myself above my true level I could wish I were, at least, a stander-by.
How shall I rise to life (action), is, now, my all pressing & all urgent question.
Accept my affectionate regards. O. K. Sammis To Walt Whitman. O. K.
In Specimen Days Whitman summed up the impact of the West: "I have found the law of my own poems" (Specimen
My other item relates to one of whose merits as an author opinions differ widely.
"My days I sing, and the lands, with interstice I knew of hapless war.
Phantoms welcome, divine and tender, Invisible to the rest, henceforth become my companions; Follow me
Perfume therefore my chant, O Love! immortal Love!
For that we live, my brethren—that is the mission of Poets.
the sisters Death and Might, incessantly softly wash again, and ever again, this soil'd world. … For my
where he lies, white-faced and still in the coffin—I draw near; I bend down and touch lightly with my
My days will get me over the bridge if I never see it!"
I went the other day by appointment to visit him at his home in Camden, and after my usual quantum of
A few commonplace words and I settled my mind to business.
I project the future—depend on the future for my audience.
I know perfectly well my path is another one. Most of the poets are impersonal; I am personal.
In my poems all revolves around, radiates from, and concentrates in myself.