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My dear Walt Whitman, I write you these lines from a little village two miles from Weimar, where I have

If the language did not impact my fancy and ideas I should have a great deal to tell you.

Schmidt April 4, '74 Copenhagen, April 4, 1874 My dear Walt Whitman, Coming home from our "Athenaeum"

Norwegian "Aftenbladet" (Evening Paper) for April 1 the the first real criticism of your book, I found on my

The author is a young man in my years; his name is Kristian Elster, he is living at present in Throndhjeim

Here follows a photography that gives a true idea of my stature;—the face is not good.

Immediately after my return from Germany (28 February) I did write to you and sent you a long article

If my thoughts did not weaken and wither, when I try to give them expression in the English language,

something rotten in the state of Denmark, still are true, I have the greatest belief of the vitality of my

peasant on Fijen (one of our fertile isles) wrote to me in the spring for two years ago to thank me for my

Clausen, termed in Schmidt's letter "my old friend and countryman," corresponded with Schmidt after he

That the papers are in my hands you probably are informed of at present.

I am at present composing my article; in the of March it shall be in your hands.

Democratic Vistas" to the Professor Rasmus Nielsen, one great Scandinavian philosopher and according to my

Sent a paper—slips—& Mem Memoranda Aug 10 '76 Copenhagen 24th of July 1876 My dear Walt Whitman.

I wrote to you in April a forthnight fortnight before my marriage.

If the letter should not have reached you, I hereby tell you, that at the 14th May I married my dear

My thoughts were with on the 4th.

My dear wife is greeting you as a friend.

My hope has been frustrated; I am myself a very lonely man without great connecions connections , especially

Therefore my dear friend I can only beg you accept my sincere sympathy with your unfortunate condition

I have myself my considerable lot of difficulties.

In these days I have got a little harbour for my old father and now I am going to marry without fortune

and clinging all my expectations to the incertain uncertain fate of a book, which shall appear in the

Traubel has read my letter to you, I presume. My essay on you and my translation of "D.

Do you understand my bad English?

It was in my hands two days before the beginning of the new year.

This unexpected delay makes me very sorry; my mind is full of your poems, but naturally I won't beginn

begin to write before having in my hands as complete materials as possibly possible .

Clausen, who Rudolf Schmidt called "my old friend and countryman," corresponded with Schmidt after he

My dear Sir:— Your letter of the 5th, with enclosure has just reached me.

On October 18, 1863, Babbitt was depressed ("dark clouds seem to be lying in my pathway and I can not

remove them nor hide them from my mind") until he mentioned his beloved, Nellie F.

Trusting you are in good health & hoping to renew my acquaintance with you I am your faithfully S.

On Wednesday, October 8, 1890, Horace Traubel notes that Whitman received a letter from Captain Noell

Traubel notes a few days later on October 14: "W. said Captain Noell [sic] had been in with the blanket

howsoe'er, the hearts of toilers struggling here," would perhaps be a better idea than the one suggested in my

Dear Sir Will you be kind enough to send me your autograph for my private collection.

Conversations with Walt Whitman: My First Visit MY FIRST VISIT.

S ADAKICHI : "My father is a German, but my mother was a Japanese and I was born in Japan."

ONE of my first visits, after I had returned to Philadelphia from my first European trip, was to the

In my books, in my prose as well as my poetry are many knots to untie."

my captain' with which he generally concluded.

look through the eyes of the dead, nor feed on the spectres in books : ; "You shall not look through my

beautiful, curious, breathing, laughing flesh is enough; To pass among them, or touch any one, or rest my

In my opinion, it marks a new era in American Literature; and is to stand out more and more prominently

was in bankruptcy, Redfield noted that the balance due Walt Whitman ($63.45) "will have to go in with my

I think my estate will pay 50 cents on the dollar: hope so at any rate."

Dear Sir, Please accept my enclosed check for one hundred dollars.

I am your debtor for the pleasure I derived from reading your poems, last month, on my return voyage

an interesting account of a birthday meeting of your friends, & at this late day would like to add my

I was surprised & greived grieved to hear of my old friend Jeffs death.

boy, & I well remember the many long walks he & I had together.— He was a good true friend & often at my

With a heart full of love to you my dear friend, I am Yours truly Sam. G. Stanley. 323 Macon St.

Fort Bennet, July 21st 1863 Adjutant General Thomas, General: I have the honor to forward this my application

Herewith please see testimonials from my officers. I have the honor General to remain &c.

England 25 Feb 1892 My dear Friend I send you just a few lines to thank you for your very great kindness

You say "Whoso touches my book, touches me," and with reverence I claim to take you by the hand, and

call you brother, yea, though you are also my Master.

I am My dear Brother Gratefully & lovingly yours Sam Thompson Samuel Thompson to Walt Whitman, 25 February

Here it is copied from [the] volume before us:— 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

But I with mournful tread Walk the spot my Captain lies, Compare with this, for poetic or pathetic feeling

You know my motto: "Better than to stand to sit, better than to sit to lie, Better than to dream to sleep

I have seen the copy, which you s o kindly gave to my cousin Phillips Stewart, and should li ke one as

your Mother telling me of your very severe illness in wich which you have our Heartfelt Sympathy (Both my

poor hand at it—and the trouble with cousin-Sarah she writes her letters so plainly—you must excuse my

that interests me just now and I will tell you all about—it is to take place this month) to two of my

wifes that can grace the parlor or grace the kitchen (if need be) this is the kind of wife, men in my

I could have written a more sympathetic letter (But then my heart is so full of my own sad Afflictions

Germantown 6 mo 24.57 My Dear Friend Being a professed Associationist I am allowed the liberty of following

my attractions, when they are, what all the world will say, harmless, even in despite of common etiquette

case however I must say that I think your judgment of yourself is rather severe, I have not changed my

for any other solution, I only ask to use in refference reference to each, the terms that will convey my

You have made my heart rejoice by telling me of the breadth of the Revd Mr Porter, is it?

Germantown 7 mo 1—57 My Dear Friend I received yours of the 29th last evening and hasten to comply with

enough light to find the true way, one thing has never failed me, that is to do this moment whatever my

Whitman is about to publish another edition of Leaves of Grass, leaving out all the objectionable parts, my

He that receives the inspiration knows the best, but I with all my ultra radicalism would be delighted

establishment" that he "had a real pleasant time" (nyp.00407).Of this photo, Whitman said, "It is one of my

When Whitman egged him to comment on “My Captain” (a poem Whitman himself several times ridiculed in

“O Captain! My Captain!”

Whitmanletsfly:“I’mhonestwhenIsay,damn‘MyCaptain’andallthe ‘My Captains’ in my book!

”thatturnedthepoetagainstit:“In some cases, as in Whitman’s ‘O Captain, My Captain,’ the high-water mark

My Captain!

at all my notions.

My crime.

All worlds are my worlds. All advances are my advances.

My Captain!”

My hands, my limbs grow nerveless, My brain feels rack’d, bewilder’d, Let the old timbers part, I will

What begins as a statement of equality between two opposites, "I believe in you my soul, the other I

This idea supports the fluid identity of a speaker who in section 16 "resist[s] any thing better than my

idea of romantic nature philosophy, that ontogeny recapitulates phylogeny: "Before I was born out of my

mother generations guided me, / My embryo has never been torpid, nothing could overlay it."

/ Your facts are useful, and yet they are not my dwelling, / I but enter by them to an area of my dwelling

He characterized him as "my stout, gentlemanly friend, free talker" (356).

to experience a region that had long been vividly alive in his imagination: "I have found the law of my

It is at my room 419 N.Y. av. . Please call for it. Yours truly Geo. F.

Woodland, California December 2, 1891 My Respected Sir: I hope you will not consider this impertinent

I hope my letter will be received in the spirit in which it is sent. Address all in my name.

My dear Sir: Would you be willing to entertain a proposition to cross this Autumn to England and deliver

From facts in my possession I am quite sure that you would be very successful for the cultured class

My friend and yours, R.

put the entire essay together from segments of four previously published essays—"A Backward Glance on My

Own Road," "How 'Leaves of Grass' Was Made," "How I Made a Book," and "My Book and I"—"A Backward Glance

the essay, his approach: "I round and finish little, if anything; and could not, consistently with my

On the minus side, however, Pound long felt that Whitman, although he was "to my fatherland . . . what

Chicago Dear Walt,— The old war refrain—"All's quiet on the Potomac" —seems to have a new rendering in my

thought as I go about my daily work: "All silent in Camden."

with me an hour or so, and, on departing, asked permission to write a paragraph for the journal about my

But he made the worst mess about the Holmes talk, & my contempt for facts .

Is Mrs Davis still with you—Give her my best regards.

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

located, but the passages alluded to, including the "old varmint" story, appear in a similar form in "My

were not so close fisted, I should predict that they would buy copies of the book by the score, but my

I am doing fairly well—am getting where I pay expenses now, with my entertainments.

A wealthy lady of culture by chance came to one of my evenings at B's church, & was thus pleased , she

bought my Carlyle & Emerson, & engaged me for two parlor entertainments at her own home.

You should see my old mother— spry today, gets about without a stick, not bowed, nor over much wrinkled

They all came down, my brothers, sister, & the three children, & didn't get back to bed again till past

I find my brother a very democratic individual—rather opinionated & too "damn sure" to get on easy with

The first my brother said when I showed him the Hicks picture was—"He's the man who said the blood of

Traubel he later said: "I can see defects; this forehead, for instance, is not quite as it should be; but my

My sister has gone home. My brother is busy in the shop; & the children in school.

She dont exactly see why I can not do my work here.

I shall bring on my bust of her when I come.

My brother's wife died some years ago, leaving 3 children.

He says my copy is quite as good as the original. I dont think so myself, tho' it aproximates.

I take it my spirit-sense of your condition is not likely to fail after all.

Feb 22. 1888 Richmond - Ind Dear Walt; Last night was my first real attempt at the kind of splurge we

I began by a ten minute reading as a sort of "prayer" or prelude, & then turned to my clay & modeled

I had your photos there—& many others, with my busts of Hicks, Sumner, Emerson, & my little head of mother—We

I wish I had photos of my big busts of you & of the statuette, negatives small size fit for stereopticon

Next Sunday's Register will print my opening remarks & give a account of the evening I shall send you

I used it at my talk last week. Think I shall put up another for my own use.

I find I can co-operate with them & do my work on common ground.

My exhibition will include a variety of things.

I am going to send for my Cleveland statue & your bust.

I felt like doffing my hat to old Dame nature.

Mebbe Maybe no, & mebby maybe yes," quoth my Italian. I sent Mrs.

Davis the Register with report of my modeling in the church.

I fear my hero belongs to an impossible age.

What 'hinders my going over the whole country?

My health is "boss," & I feel like raging about. Keep so, so.

At my request he sends the paragraph on the back of his own photo.

My drawings and my clay greatly interest her and a large company of boys & girls who flock to her porch

God sends my due—or approximates it. My busts sell, but my landlord stands at the door.

My lectures succeed, but the money they bring takes me back home, & then comes a dying whisper—"nothing

My dear Sir: A short time ago while on a visit to New York I happened one evening to find your Leaves

Bayard Taylor's library: and taking it with me to my room at the hotel I spent a night of glory and delight

purchase a copy (which please mail to the above address) I cannot resist the temptation to render you also my

the person which your pages so unreservedly make, yet I feel sure that I understand you therein, and my