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City . we are all well as usual I have just returned home from Red Bank where I w illed to se see of my

Dear frend friend you can judge of my feelings better than I cn can discribe describe them. we shall

Home July 24/88 My Dear Old Friend I received your letter written the 21 st day after the one of yesterday

many good friend friends you have & how pretty they write I have often wished that I could express my

here, but cold enough outside frozen hard— O why hast thou bleach'd these locks, old Time yet left my

1844, that is about "an aged man" who meets a young man and tells him, "I was like thee, once gay, my

son, — / Sweet pleasure filled my heart," but "conquering time / Hath bleached my locks so gray."

will write to you I should not wonder if you get 3 letter from us all at once, I will have to close my

I have been in Camden once or twice & should have called to see you but thought perhaps my comeing coming

Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to

first met Whitman, beginning a friendship that will always form one of the pleasantest memories of my

The task in question, however, would naturally have fallen to my colleague and intimate friend, Frederic

before, I believe—he dropped in upon Guernsey at the Herald and introduced himself with the words: "My

Making known my errand, he greeted me cordially.

"In the moral, emotional, heroic, and human growths (the main of a race in my opinion), something of

My dear friend: I have been thinking very often of you lately, and wishing that something might be done

Lovering, the Member of Congress from my district, 6 th Massachusetts, and influential member of committee

This one is devoted to some of your poems and is partly written by me, partly by my friend W. Q.

My dear friend: That young fop, Hartmann, has sent me a ms. for Herald called "A Lunch with Walt Whitman

The Herald, Boston, Oct. 8, 188 7 My dear Friend: I have yours of yesterday and enclose a list of the

The Herald, Boston, Aug. 2, 188 7 My dear Friend: I enclose for the cottage $285 in two checks of $50

If the idea pleases you, my friend, Jack Law, the Chelsea tile-maker, would like to send you a handsome

My dear Friend: I received your beautiful gift yesterday afternoon just in time for Xmas, and I cannot

Office of The Boston Herald, Boston, Mass., June 21, 188 7 My dear friend: Yours of the 18th received

send more in a few days by calling in the amounts already subscribed as speedily as the pressure of my

My dear friend: I have just heard from Kennedy that your illness continues.

so glad that you have to help you so devoted a friend as young Traubel, and through you I give him my

hand and my thanks.

In these days the glorious words you have spoken about Death comes up in my mind, and I feel much as

I was rather amused (when I told some of my friends at home that I had seen you), at the ideas they seemed

to have of my object in calling on you.

It might have been my friend as well as myself who called but I had the opportunity.

I cannot very well leave my ship just now so I post it to you, he would have liked to have sent a more

Cycles ferried my cradle, rowing and rowing like cheerful boatmen, For room to me stars kept aside in

All forces have been steadily employed to complete and delight me: Now I stand on this spot with my Soul

My dear Mr.

June 11, 1886 My dear Walt Whitman: Some weeks after I had made my last remittance to you I received

April 15. 1886 My dear Mr.

Furness 50 J B Lippincott Co. 25 175 and my own check for one hundred & twenty-nine, (129) dollars, in

My dear Mr Whitman I should like to bring Dr. de Schweinitz one of the very best oculists in the city

My dear Mr.

My dear Mr.

Sunday My dear Mr. Whitman I enclose the only one of the Herald contributions I have recently seen.

I beg your acceptance of the enclosed & though but trifling, it will nevertheless show what my feelings

—I was in the struggle to prevent Kansas being made a Slave State & my name must have been known to you

My dear little wife wants to write you a letter, and will when the domestic gods are propitious, so that

—My wife sends her warm regards to you. She desires much to see you. W.W.T.

.; An earlier version of this poem entitled "My Departure" appeared in the Long Island Democrat, 23 October

Grass (1871-72).; This poem later appeared as "Calamus No. 40," Leaves of Grass (1860); as "That Shadow My

November 1878 and as "To the Man-of-War-Bird" in Leaves of Grass (1881–82).; Reprinted in Good-Bye My

Revised and reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).; This poem was reprinted in the Critic, 16 (24 May

"; Reprinted in Good-bye My Fancy (1891).

I tell you it's an impossibility to me; why, my whole income from my books during a recent half-year

its eight periods of growth, "hitches," he calls them, he completes them with the annex, "Good-bye my

Whispers of Heavenly Death" cannot be an irreverent person; the impassioned "prayer"— "That Thou, O God, my

For that, O God, be it my latest word, here on my knees, Old, poor, and paralyzed, I thank Thee....

When this is commented upon he laughingly says, "Oh, yes, my friends often tell me there is a book called

Mr Walt Whitman, Dear Sir, For the first time in my life I heard of you last winter, and your wonderful

That was my first acquaintance with you. It was also a revalation revelation .

That is all of yours I have ever read, just enough to whet my appetite.

I want it badly but had spent all my spare change before I knew I wanted it.

it round like a barrel, as it were, the poetry was all choked out and it fell flat and insipid from my

My dear Walt Whitman, We are so sorry to hear you are so ill, & we long to help you.

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

Walt Whitman Esq Dear Sir I will Sell My Lot on Royden St—for $450—all clear of incumbrance.

I enjoyed my visit so much I would to go to Camden often.

Governor will be our next President. if the Democrats get up a muss I am ready to sholder shoulder my

Give my respects to Frank Post Please accept my sincere thanks for the present you sent me.

My Dear Friend Walter I now take my pen to Write you a few lines to let you know that I am Well and I

opens We Will have enof to do I think that this summer is agoing to settil this War I am Willing to do my

The book reached me this morning, and has taken its place among the volumes that stand within my reach

I noted the French Review—fain would I have read it, but alas I can only read my own tongue.

meaning of much I see in other tongues, but alas though I often call up spirit alas—comes to aid me at my

of real Kinship between your two natures I felt sorry to find you had not fully grasped the hand of my

I find in my travels and talks with men, many of their poor hard toiling souls to whom his Poems are

least try. we are far apart that is true. yet even here something I might do as a manifestation of my

criticism . . . after full retrospect of his works and life, the aforesaid 'odd-kind chiel' remains to my

highly esteem though I do not endorse or hold by all they teach two of the Books are connected with my

much mistaken in your love of Books, interspersed with fine stanzas of oriental Poetry, altogether in my

so that my reference to it will not be of use to you. I help all I can here its circulation.

"the Gita" is one of my favourite Books, it is the gem of all Indian lore. it is as wide in its teachings

—but what is it that is not so. and to Carlyle and my own nature too and lastly to you and your teachings

I pause in my thoughts on all such, and gaze on them in wonderment—even with awe and silence too.— How

Will my subscription to your New Edition of your works, if sent you direct to America, be of any real

criticism . . . after full retrospect of his works and life, the aforesaid 'odd-kind chiel' remains to my

I would fain make my own Copy complete to the present times, so would thank you for a line giving me

But why need I ask when I see now before my minds eye several passages in your Poems that answer all

appeared to you, and if it was to you the truth it seems to have been to me in thus sending to you, as my

comrades men and women such as you sing in your Poems. there again you see I find fresh spirit for my

I.E. by being sold in what is termed the "remainder sale" of course my own feeling respecting this is

silent, and while at oxford I wandered through the Marketplace (for I love to mingle with all kinds of my

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

Whitman, late in life, said to Horace Traubel: "[I] take my Ruskin with some qualifications."

During my em- MR.

My Captain.

MY DEAR MR.

So go in, my lad.

MY DEAR MR.

My old friend— I have been away from home a great deal and have not had time to come over when at home

Phil Pa Sept 15 89 My Dear Walt Whitman I met with a dreadful accident several weeks ago, and so could

money is in Drexels Bank, and as soon as I can go to town I will have it sent to you—I write this with my

left hand as my right arm is useless. $50. 00 of the money is from Henry Irving and $25. from Bram Stoker

Dec r /90 Professor Walt Whitman— Camden New Jersey Dear Sir, I thought the enclosed cutting out of my

Walt Whitman, Dear Sir:— Since the completion of my late work on "Nests & Eggs of Birds of the U.S.,"

Anything else that you would like to appear, will be given a place, if you will call my attention thereto

My Dear Sir, Last February, from Hong Kong, I sent you a line or two regarding an original edition of

But I, with silent Tread, Walk the spot my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead.

Whitman's poem "O Captain! My Captain!

"O Captain! My Captain!"

For more information on the poem, see Gregory Eiselein, "'O Captain! My Captain!'

One of the great pleasures of my time in graduate school was acquiring, piece by piece, the entire 24

for those books—in the years just before the creation of the World Wide Web—gave me a reason to leave my

still had many secondhand bookstores, and sometimes travel to other cities in the hope of completing my

this note as a bad job, though I hope , in your kindliness of heart, you may see your way to grant my

walk with God in the dark, Than go alone in the light; I would rather walk with him by faith Than pick my

"After the dazzle of day is gone, Only the dark, dark night shows to my eyes the stars; After the clangor

of organ majestic, or chorus, or perfect band, Silent, athwart my soul, moves the symphony true" Thomas

Louis, March 30th 1873 My dear Walt Although I have written two or three letters to you, and Hattie one

Louis March 26th 73 My dear Mother I received your latest letter—I was glad indeed to hear from you—yet

acknowledged on March 13 that "the principal trouble is yet in the head, & so easily getting fatigued—my

whole body feels heavy, & sometimes my hand" (Edwin Haviland Miller, ed., The Correspondence [New York

Louis, Monday Feb 24th 1873 My dear dear Mother Since Matties death I could not write you before—there

 she was cheerful to a degree and at noon of the day she died sat up in her chair and directed how my

and then took my horse and buggy arriving at the house abt 3ck—I found Mattie dressed—furs &c on—sitting

awaiting me—I took her in my arms and carried her out to the buggy as I sat her in—she said "wait now

'till I fix my dress"—these were the last words she spok—She then fell over on her side I immediately