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The passionate teeming plays this curtain hid!)

limitless, in vain I try to think how limitless, I do not doubt that the orbs and the systems of orbs play

AS I sit with others at a great feast, suddenly while the music is playing, To my mind, (whence it comes

force advancing with irresistible power on the world's stage, (Have the old forces, the old wars, played

How my thoughts play subtly at the spectacles around! How the clouds pass silently overhead!

Around the idea of thee the war revolving, With all its angry and vehement play of causes, (With vast

step they wend, they never stop, Successions of men, Americanos, a hundred millions, One generation playing

its part and passing on, Another generation playing its part and passing on in its turn, With faces

loos'd to the eddies of the wind, A few light kisses, a few embraces, a reaching around of arms, The play

From the cinder-strew'd threshold I follow their movements, The lithe sheer of their waists plays even

I believe in those wing'd purposes, And acknowledge red, yellow, white, playing within me, And consider

the common air that bathes the globe. 18 With music strong I come, with my cornets and my drums, I play

not marches for accepted victors only, I play marches for conquer'd and slain persons.

again, Amorous, mature, all beautiful to me, all wondrous, My limbs and the quivering fire that ever plays

hair rumpled over and blind- ing blinding the eyes; The march of firemen in their own costumes, the play

what was expected of heaven or fear'd of hell, are now consumed, Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play

- ing playing within me.

play the part that looks back on the actor or actress!

To go to battle—to hear the bugles play and the drums beat!

The passionate teeming plays this curtain hid!)

I am a dance—play up there! the fit is whirling me fast!

He shall be lawless, rude, illiterate, he shall be one condemn'd by others for deeds done, I will play

or remain in the same room with you, Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is play

- ing playing within me.

Who are the infants, some playing, some slumbering? Who are the girls? who are the married women?

play the part that looks back on the actor or actress!

Play the old role, the role that is great or small according as one makes it!

rest standing, they are too tired, Afar on arctic ice the she-walrus lying drowsily while her cubs play

evening, the musket-muz- zles musket-muzzles all bear bunches of flowers presented by women; Children at play

To go to battle—to hear the bugles play and the drums beat!

these are not to be cherish'd for themselves, They fill their hour, the dancers dance, the musicians play

Away with novels, plots and plays of foreign courts, Away with love-verses sugar'd in rhyme, the intrigues

The passionate teeming plays this curtain hid!)

and strength, all hues we know, Green blades of grass and warbling birds, children that gambol and play

all the rest, maternity of all the rest, And with it every instrument in multitudes, The players playing

I am a dance—play up there! the fit is whirling me fast!

limitless, in vain I try to think how limitless, I do not doubt that the orbs and the systems of orbs play

up here, soul, soul, Come up here, dear little child, To fly in the clouds and winds with me, and play

defiles through the woods, gain'd at night, The British advancing, rounding in from the east, fiercely playing

march'd forth to inter- cept intercept the enemy, They are cut off, murderous artillery from the hills plays

head, No more of soft astral, but dazzling and fierce, With war's flames and the lambent lightnings playing

the praise of things, In the dispute on God and eternity he is silent, He sees eternity less like a play

The most renown'd poems would be ashes, orations and plays would be vacuums.

leaving his bed wander'd alone, bareheaded, barefoot, Down from the shower'd halo, Up from the mystic play

tangle, openings, and pink turf, Different colors, pale gray and green, purple, white, and gold, the play

I love to look on the Stars and Stripes, I hope the fifes will play Yankee Doodle.

That you are here—that life exists and identity, That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute

AS I sit with others at a great feast, suddenly while the music is playing, To my mind, (whence it comes

force advancing with irresistible power on the world's stage, (Have the old forces, the old wars, played

How my thoughts play subtly at the spectacles around! How the clouds pass silently overhead!

Helena Modjeska (1840–1909) was a well-known Polish actress, particularly famous for playing Shakespearean

around here—I suppose it is pretty cold at Atlantic —It is now ¼ after 1—the school children are playing

Peter Doyle has also come on from Washington, to spend a short time here & then return with me to Philadelphia

Peter immediately west of Three Rivers, so that vessels drawing 20 feet of water can ascend the river

Your papers come— W W Walt Whitman to Peter Doyle, 24 July [1880]

it goes, you must try to keep up a good heart—for I do— So long—from your old Walt Walt Whitman to Peter

not been to any watering place—they are no company for me—the cities magnificent for their complex play

night—have had a good time—I send you a paper —yours regularly rec'd received —So long— W W Walt Whitman to Peter

The play was "Our American Cousin."

I knew the play very well, & recollect asking Miss — at what point in it the tragedy occurred, but her

Lincoln laughed heartily at the comical situations & dialogue of the play, and paid close attention to

Miss — was leaning forward, she said, to catch some by-play that was going on at the back of the stage

shouted his cry of "Sic semper tyrannis" & run off the stage, she still thought it was part of the play

We had some fine harp playing & a witty recital at Miss Booth's. Miss Selous is back in America.

Until you are content to pick poetry out of his pages almost as you pick it out of a Greek play in Bohn

A good deal of this is the result of theory playing its usual vile trick upon the artist.

But the Philistines have been too strong; and, to say truth, Whitman has rather played the fool.

All work seem'd seemed play to him.

complain of)—Very hot here to-day—bad for yellow fever if prevalent, & continuous— W W Walt Whitman to Peter

very new in affairs— I get along —Still think of coming to W. for a month or so W W Walt Whitman to Peter

Temperature agreeable even to a still or idle person—no wind, a good deal smoky, birds chirping, children playing

They know that no critic could, by reading a play, evolve a portrait of the man whom an original actor

Yet this by-play of the great actress was such that the audience, looking at her, forgot to listen to

They contain acting editions of the plays in which she appeared, edited by Mrs. Inchbald.

Siddons play this part you scarcely can believe that any acting could make her part subordinate.

The notes on this play will now be given, only so much of each scene being quoted as is necessary to

W Walt Whitman to Peter Doyle, 26 February [1878]

Peter Doyle to Walt Whitman, 20 January 1878