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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.
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.
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
Have been clearing up my studio, so I can feel a little decent on Sunday.
—my shiping shipping apartments, I mean. I'm staying in one part of my studio for a few weeks.
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
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
A SIGHT in camp in the daybreak gray and dim, As from my tent I emerge so early sleepless, As slow I
Who are you my dear comrade? Then to the second I step—and who are you my child and darling?
A SIGHT in camp in the daybreak gray and dim, As from my tent I emerge so early sleepless, As slow I
Who are you my dear comrade? Then to the second I step—and who are you my child and darling?
A SIGHT in camp in the day-break grey and dim, As from my tent I emerge so early, sleepless, As slow
Who are you, my dear comrade? Then to the second I step—And who are you, my child and darling?
A SIGHT in camp in the day-break grey and dim, As from my tent I emerge so early, sleepless, As slow
Who are you, my dear comrade? Then to the second I step—And who are you, my child and darling?
1524 Walnut Street Philadelphia My Dear good gray Poet— Ever since I bought the first edition of Leaves
Sir Edwin rushed toward him and exclaimed, "My dear friend, I am delighted to see you."
It stirs the cockle of my blood to read the nice things you say of me."
"Have you some of my poetry in your memory?" exclaimed the aged poet.
on slang, so he submitted "Slang in America," with some assurance, remarking that slang was "one of my
India or South American port—as far as possible with foreign hands and only American officers—the captain
One of the principals goes as supercargo, unless the captain be a principal.
of this account of the illegal slave trade is strengthened by first-hand accounts such as that of Captain
Captain Delano stated in the "Maryland Colonization Journal" that he "was to take these things to Gardiner's
successful, having landed her cargo somewhere on the coast of Cuba, she is usually burned or sunk, and captain
of this account of the illegal slave trade is strengthened by first-hand accounts such as that of Captain
Captain Delano stated in the "Maryland Colonization Journal" that he "was to take these things to Gardiner's
—What seek you do you want among my haughty and jealous democracies of the north?
woman, or my flesh and blood.
—There are my officers and my courts.—At the Capitol is my Legislature.
—It is foreign to my usages, as to my eyes and ears.—Go back to the power that sent you.
free cities, or my teeming country towns, or along my rivers, or sea shore.— 19 But why do I babble
Sleep-Chasings SLEEP-CHASINGS. 1 I WANDER all night in my vision, Stepping with light feet, swiftly and
Receive me and my lover too—he will not let me go without him.
my clothes were stolen while I was abed, Now I am thrust forth, where shall I run?
carefully darn my grandson's stockings.
How he informs against my brother and sister, and takes pay for their blood!
Receive me and my lover too—he will not let me go without him.
my clothes were stolen while I was abed, Now I am thrust forth, where shall I run?
I descend my western course, my sinews are flaccid, Perfume and youth course through me, and I am their
carefully darn my grandson's stockings.
How he informs against my brother and sister, and takes pay for their blood!
Receive me and my lover too—he will not let me go without him.
me, and takes the place of my lover, He rises with me silently from the bed.
my clothes were stolen while I was abed, Now I am thrust forth, where shall I run?
carefully darn my grandson's stockings.
How he informs against my brother and sister, and takes pay for their blood!
THE SLEEPERS. 1 I WANDER all night in my vision, Stepping with light feet, swiftly and noiselessly stepping
I stand in the dark with drooping eyes by the worst-suffering and the most restless, I pass my hands
He whom I call answers me and takes the place of my lover, He rises with me silently from the bed.
. 2 I descend my western course, my sinews are flaccid, Perfume and youth course through me and I am
darn my grandson's stockings.
THE SLEEPERS. 1 I WANDER all night in my vision, Stepping with light feet, swiftly and noiselessly stepping
I stand in the dark with drooping eyes by the worst-suffering and the most restless, I pass my hands
He whom I call answers me and takes the place of my lover, He rises with me silently from the bed.
. 2 I descend my western course, my sinews are flaccid, Perfume and youth course through me and I am
darn my grandson's stockings.
Small the Theme of My Chant
Small the Theme of My Chant. From the 1867 edition L. of G. SMALL THE THEME OF MY CHANT.
Small the theme of my Chant, yet the greatest—namely, One's- Self One's-Self —a simple, separate person
My Days I sing, and the Lands—with interstice I knew of hap- less hapless War.
I remember I said, before my leaves sprang at all, I would raise my voice jocund and strong, with reference
I have press'd through in my own right, I have sung the Body and the Soul—War and Peace have I sung,
And the songs of Life and of Birth—and shown that there are many births: I have offer'd my style to every
one—I have journey'd with confident step; While my pleasure is yet at the full, I whisper, So long!
4 My songs cease—I abandon them; From behind the screen where I hid, I advance person- ally personally
I remember I said, before my leaves sprang at all, I would raise my voice jocund and strong, with re-
con- tribute contribute to them, When breeds of the most perfect mothers denote America, Then to me my
I have press'd through in my own right, I have offer'd my style to every one—I have journey'd with confident
step, While my pleasure is yet at the full, I whisper, So long!
Remember my words—I love you—I depart from materials, I am as one disembodied, triumphant, dead.
I remember I said to myself at the winter-close, before my leaves sprang at all, that I would become
a candid and unloosed summer-poet, I said I would raise my voice jocund and strong, with reference to
what was promised, When each part is peopled with free people, When there is no city on earth to lead my
I have pressed through in my own right, I have offered my style to every one—I have jour- neyed journeyed
Remember my words—I love you—I depart from materials, I am as one disembodied, triumphant, dead.
I remember I said before my leaves sprang at all, I would raise my voice jocund and strong with reference
I have press'd through in my own right, I have sung the body and the soul, war and peace have I sung,
I have offer'd my style to every one, I have journey'd with confi- dent confident step; While my pleasure
My songs cease, I abandon them, From behind the screen where I hid I advance personally solely to you
Remember my words, I may again return, I love you, I depart from materials, I am as one disembodied,
I remember I said before my leaves sprang at all, I would raise my voice jocund and strong with reference
I have press'd through in my own right, I have sung the body and the soul, war and peace have I sung,
I have offer'd my style to every one, I have journey'd with confi- dent confident step; While my pleasure
My songs cease, I abandon them, From behind the screen where I hid I advance personally solely to you
Remember my words, I may again return, I love you, I depart from materials, I am as one disembodied,
," Whitman says farewell to his poetic project ("My songs cease, I abandon them") and announces that
:O how your fingers drowse me,Your breath falls around me like dew, your pulse lulls the tympans of my
Edition This little Treatise is extracted from a more extensive work, undertaken without consulting my
—In this research it will be my constant endeavor to ally that which the right perm its , with that which
—When a robber surprises me in a forest, I must surrender my purse to force,—but when I can regain it
—My first question returns. Chapter 4th.
I found he wanted to go part of the road in my direction, so we walked on together.
My boy was with the former, stepping along with the rest. There were several other boys no older.
were all of pleasant, even handsome physiognomy; no refinement, nor blanched with intellect, but as my
—at last I accept your terms; Bringing to practical, vulgar tests, of all my ideal dreams, And of me,
—at last I accept your terms; Bringing to practical, vulgar tests, of all my ideal dreams, And of me,
Therefore have I rummaged over the garners of my observation and memory for the following anecdotes—and
When my mother was a girl, the house where she and her parents lived was in a gloomy wood, out of the
When nightfall came, and my grandfather did not return, my grandmother began to feel a little uneasy.
My grandmother sprung to the door, but upon opening it, she almost fainted in my mother's arms.
For there stood D ANDY , saddled and bridled, but no signs of my grandfather.
My recollections of Walt Whitman date back to three or four years prior to the civil war.
Our chambers were the meeting places for several small circles of my young men friends.
My Captain!
But I, with mournful tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead."
my captain!" above quoted. But the little KEEPSAKE is prized not the less on that account.
Grass" will remain a real contribution to the thought of America, and some of the additional pieces, "My
Captain, O My Captain," "Song of the Banner at Daybreak," "Out of the Cradle, Endlessly Rocking," once
The first several lines of that poem were revised and published as My Picture-Gallery in The American
faces of my kind something that presents the sentiment of the Druid walking in the woods " " of the Indian
The first several lines of the notebook draft were revised and published as "My Picture-Gallery" in The
no unreturn'd love—the pay is certain, one way or another; (I loved a certain person ardently, and my
is no unreturn'd love, the pay is certain one way or another, (I loved a certain person ardently and my
no unreturn'd love—the pay is certain, one way or another; (I loved a certain person ardently, and my
is no unreturn'd love, the pay is certain one way or another, (I loved a certain person ardently and my
text had for its third line: "Doubtless I could not have perceived the universe, or written one of my
Whitman deletes this line in 1867 and replaces it with "(I loved a certain person ardently and my love
leafhandwritten; Manuscript notes, heavily revised, apparently for the preface to Whitman's 1891 volume Good-Bye My
Inflating my throat—you, divine average! You, Earth and Life, till the last ray gleams, I sing.
Open mouth of my Soul, uttering gladness, Eyes of my Soul, seeing perfection, Natural life of me, faithfully
To prepare for sleep, for bed—to look on my rose- color'd rose-color'd flesh; To be conscious of my body
How my thoughts play subtly at the spectacles around! How the clouds pass silently overhead!
sail'd down the Mississippi, As I wander'd over the prairies, As I have lived—As I have look'd through my
Inflating my throat—you, divine average! You, Earth and Life, till the last ray gleams, I sing.
Open mouth of my Soul, uttering gladness, Eyes of my Soul, seeing perfection, Natural life of me, faithfully
To prepare for sleep, for bed—to look on my rose- color'd rose-color'd flesh, To be conscious of my body
How my thoughts play subtly at the spectacles around! How the clouds pass silently overhead!
win- dows windows , my eyes, As I went forth in the morning—As I beheld the light breaking in the east
SPLENDOR of ended day floating and filling me, Hour prophetic, hour resuming the past, Inflating my throat
Open mouth of my soul uttering gladness, Eyes of my soul seeing perfection, Natural life of me faithfully
To prepare for sleep, for bed, to look on my rose-color'd flesh!
To be conscious of my body, so satisfied, so large! To be this incredible God I am!
How my thoughts play subtly at the spectacles around! How the clouds pass silently overhead!
SPLENDOR of ended day floating and filling me, Hour prophetic, hour resuming the past, Inflating my throat
Open mouth of my soul uttering gladness, Eyes of my soul seeing perfection, Natural life of me faithfully
To prepare for sleep, for bed, to look on my rose-color'd flesh!
To be conscious of my body, so satisfied, so large! To be this incredible God I am!
How my thoughts play subtly at the spectacles around! How the clouds pass silently overhead!
Of sea-captains young or old, and the mates, and of all intrepid sailors, Of the few, very choice, taciturn
rest, A spiritual woven signal for all nations, emblem of man elate above death, Token of all brave captains
and mates, And all that went down doing their duty, Reminiscent of them, twined from all intrepid captains
Of sea-captains young or old, and the mates, and of all intrepid sailors, Of the few, very choice, taciturn
rest, A spiritual woven signal for all nations, emblem of man elate above death, Token of all brave captains
and mates, And all that went down doing their duty, Reminiscent of them, twined from all intrepid captains
Neither a servant nor a master I, I take no sooner a large price than a small price, I will have my own
become so for your sake, If you remember your foolish and outlaw'd deeds, do you think I cannot remember my
are, I am this day just as much in love with them as you, Then I am in love with You, and with all my
List close my scholars dear, Doctrines, politics and civilization exurge from you, Sculpture and monuments
friendly companions, I intend to reach them my hand, and make as much of them as I do of men and women